Lyrics:
to school with the other man
(I got ta) Get as close as I can
(I got ta) Know what he knows to know him
And then my chance to survive is less grim
(I got
to school with the other man
(I got ta) Get as close as I can
(I got ta) Know what he knows to know him
And then my chance to survive is less grim
(I got
they got let off
School ban slang words suppressing our language
Suspiciously followed around shops it’s standard
Some threatened and shocked by
the seasons
Keep your school of thought, I believe in truancy
Never found my crowd, I'mma build me a community
This is my brain, void of reason
I left my
the experience
They can still feel something even if they can't speak on it
Our community aren't grooming them into coming out, we're giving them the language
born cursed is the way they treat me
In the schools they feed us lies everyday we all fighting demons
Hating on me cause I'm black nothing changed with
A church house, gin house
A school house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
entered the room
A fist pump to his mates before he left the school
On the bus home it travelled passed the sacred library
Of lyricism glowing
like...
I got ghouls on deck
Like its Halloween
I got Violence, Language, and Nudity
I got tricks and treats for the community
And this is just a song for
I need a couple servants
To help me upon this surface
And my purpose screaming
And I I just wanna help make Change in lives
Empower communities a day
A church house, gin house
A school house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
Oh, yeah come on
hey, hey, hey, hey
A church house gin house
A school house outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city
A church house gin house
A school house outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
A church house, gin house
School house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
A church house, gin house
A school house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
to hearin'
We break bread with the [Incomprehensible], thick ass bitch with the tits
And the anus, off the English, how her body speak her own language
A church house, gin house
A school house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
A church house gin house
A school house outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
A church house, gin house
School house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
understanding
Even if you don't agree, agree to be cool
Something old school and yet something new is unfolding
Love always there, just being rediscovered
Melody
A church house, gin house
A school house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
hands
What's in his plans, who's in the stands, does he have fans
Hypocritical deeds, turn into (principles/principals)
As if (teaching) them in schools
Here I sit planted in the mud. A mushroom of melted molecules. Where language has been reduced we can only use abbreviations. skjlb hjkgdfn uji
Here I sit planted in the mud. A mushroom of melted molecules. Where language has been reduced we can only use abbreviations. skjlb hjkgdfn uji
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