Lyrics:
slanging had us caught up in a twist
We was middle school fools, life was rushing past me
Fresh up out a school bus fighting up at Pulaski
Uncle hit me
at the public school
And down at that community pool
Cuttin' grass for a buck or two
'Til you had enough to buy yourself your newest favorite record
White
I was born to two immigrants
Who knew why they were here
They were happy to pay taxes
For the schools and roads
Happy to be here
They took it
mass executions, not in black school districts
In middle to upper class white learning institutions, in rural, suburban, and urban settings I've
Been
between rap, you and the rock and roll community
But unity between country music and MCs, I'm claiming immunity
Still I'm working, sawing, milling this
ouk wow im doin this like pop smoke
i hope it gets viral
but im doin it my way
(hook)
i changed pre school to middle school i was gunnin
i went
soldier that i grew with
He didn't age pass one six
It was Middle school Perkins HomesProjects
When my friend
Walker Louis Coleman
Became a target
Before
lyrics I wrote, what's up?
Been grindin' to get my son's trust up
Only thing stuck up is the finger in the middle
My lyrics profound, they lingerin'
and water...
they were passed to get votes. Seasonal anti-smut campaigns are not
conducted to rid our communities of moral rot...they are conducted to give
Real rude
Real rudeboy breaking all the rules
Community Payback the mixtape
Skepta (Skepta) whoo Kid
Real rudeboy breaking all the rules
Boy Better
licorice)
(boy you're so beautiful)
Just another knotty head nigga
Hoping Wes Snipes make my life a bit different
In middle school, I had the right
You know, situation like this
Sometimes you know you gotta give back to the community
Gotta show these motherfuckers how to wipe them thangs off
Cuz this'll sound bad when I rip your ass apart
A divide in the culture and guess who's to blame
I'm betting it's those who wanna go shame
The middle
community's or lock us in prison
Stop and frisk niggas just another statistic
I'm tryna take the shots that all my brothers be missing
I'm tryna be a leader
the autotune and hype beats
A true MC in the middle of this bafoonery
So I just try to focus on doin' me
Maybe it's that way of thinking that got community
cops try to arrest us
And if we make one wrong move
Heavenly Gates gon' dress us
Dope boys trying to wipe out the middle man
The government trying
You know, situation like this
Sometimes you know you gotta give back to the community
Gotta show these motherfuckers how to wipe them thangs off
[Reporter]
This Is David Nevermind
And today's controversy is coming from yet another member
Or should I say members, of the hip hop community
Petey
We don't need no book bags cause we don't go to school
Imagine my middle finger
In the mother fuckin sky
Screaming CWB till I die
Lil player, lil
middle school
This weight is on my shoulder
Without the backpack, scratch that
Please don't try to test me
I'm not a lab rat, thats cap
Next you fixing
food to me
Back in middle school when we
Was suspended truancies
Who knew that it would grew to be
Courtrooms and eulogies
I give you the game and you
I'm fuckin' over you, Dave
Now it's two years later, bout to graduate from middle school
Been bullied since the fourth grade for what I ate and thought
didn't have no curfew
We didn't have no rules
We don't need no book bags cause we don't go to school
Imagine my middle finger
In the mother fuckin sky
took my first drink in middle school
Fist fights wasn't gun play yet
Grandma taking me to church ain't even Sunday yet
Working two jobs had to raise
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