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to hand at the serving station
To making a hundred and fifty grand just off day training
Ay man, we know you ain't did the shit you said man (no)
Where I
Dem nuh do nuh research, so dem seh mi ah pretend gunman
Never know how far mi and mi career come from
I'm not always who I say I am in my song
Friend
this, our education
Lacks co-ordination
Though we're young
And tentative
And rather rip-representative
Scions of a noble breed
We are the products
from this, our education lacks co-ordination.
Though we're young and tentative
And rather rip-representative,
Scions of a noble breed,
We are
the future, come to believe
Younger generations, come meet
All you kids, just take a seat
Introduce the education station
So that there will be no bad
from this, our education lacks co-ordination.
Though we're young and tentative
And rather rip-representative,
Scions of a noble breed,
We are
from this, our education lacks co-ordination.
Though we're young and tentative
And rather rip-representative,
Scions of a noble breed,
We are
from this, our education lacks co-ordination.
Though we're young and tentative
And rather rip-representative,
Scions of a noble breed,
We are
divided - divided by design
Just retreat to your corner
Enlightenment no more
Now experts in any - experts in any field
Are called into question by those
from this, our education lacks co-ordination.
Though we're young and tentative
And rather rip-representative,
Scions of a noble breed,
We are
from this, our education lacks co-ordination.
Though we're young and tentative
And rather rip-representative,
Scions of a noble breed,
We are
actually according to research
Government funding for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairing
Leery
but this life isn't fair
I got some killas in the field like a bear
We keep a weapon that's exclusively rare
I'm running shit lowkey just like the mayor
deemed a pioneer when they hear me
I'm going to create my own field of so-called "research"
And I shall call it: - Age Theory
I've cottoned
most often the cause for its temporary elusiveness
Stressors
Sometimes ideas simply run out
More research and development required
Not problematic
AND A PROGRAME THEM STATION (HEY)
CHO//
VER 2//
IT WAS I WHO PLOW YOUR FIELD
BUT IT WAS YOU WHO REAP THE CORN
IT WAS OUR BIRTHRIGHT YOU STOLE
YOUR ONLY PLAN
when I've got proper aspirations
While you was checking your phone notifications
I've been aiming for radio stations and global domination
I'm never
story
Fields of glory
Forgotten buds
Bolded thoughts
Through the mobs
Your sacrifice will be remembered
Now, mother!
We rely again on education
education
Now my house a whole space station
They blame the Illuminati
Say I am a Free Mason
'Cause this legendary trail that
I'm out here blazin'
Rap bag so
These yutes are tapped I see them vaping
Baking, brain in a state of escaping
Paper chasing, no education
Could've kicked ball, but you wanna have
I'm in education
Now, I'm licking shots without
Bein' on the field
Like football manager doing simulation
I cut the feds emergin' from the sideroad
They
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