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I live like a king in my castle all alone
I cut off all my friends since I'm ready to die on this throne by my lonesome
I use to struggle with this

would call me a nerd
And fast forward to high school
I was smokin' the urban
And now at all of our shows
They just be knowing the words
Oh God i hope

A pack of cigarettes
I'm behind the wheel
The moments we forget
Were they ever real
Covered up by drunk hearts
And old scars
Dirty bars
In

tryna tell me what to do, as if our routes compare
You spoon fed by the news expect to find truth there
Consume mindlessly until you dead, complain that

My friends, there's a revolution coming
When mankind discovers who we are, what we can do
each of us will face a choice
Be enslaved, or rise up

wasn't a vision, from private school to judicial
And by the time we left the hood I swear the truth is
Big Pooh  was already riding in something roofless

on a couple of bands
High school full of white kids smokin' out of tin cans
Want to fill my bitch and mothers pockets not uncle Sam's
This for the niggas

me
Start off these bars heavy
And get this fire down
Target the wired-crown
Implying I am trying
To flip your Empire's sound
I was shy in High-school

Skip to high school now I'm in addiction
Was goin everyday not feelin no conviction
Basically puttin' Jesus through the crucifixion
Yeah this stronghold

mezmerised from her hair
The smell of her perfume visualizes there's birds near
And by rapping in mind just so sound clear
I be Clapping like in time

just spitting
Bitch I'm throwing up
In the droptop with the roof down
Bumping old school sounds
Music gas it's all loud
Blowing indo out the window
With

I'm on the rise, making moves, making waves,
With my crew by my side, we gon' conquer, we gon' slay,
From the bottom to the top, I'm climbing high,
With

Home Schoolin'
Now mama who you think you're foolin'
Tell dad to do that homework for me
We all know I never do it
 
Ain't got no Xbox back at school

The shop and buy
Get some groceries ride the cart
Just have fun don't look too smart
High school was boring then
Never had any decent friends
I'm glad you're

Zydeco

Look here, I might just take it down on yonder by the lake
To start the evening with a decent shot of whiskey
Cause tonight I'm gettin' dizzy yeah,

that you never need to
know

In the crib, counting up my dead friends
I be skating by, you be getting stuck at dead ends
Shorty flexible, like schedule,

a dickhead

I’m a new mann I can’t go back to who I used to
Tell your fav I’m the new leader of the New school
Ha chogo ipush down mana mua ekwero Shifu
Always

nigga
Love, nigga, if you comin' at me, cool
Been a thug nigga since high school

West side movin' gang, that's the clique, bitch
Ride around the city,

Get high write
She left me but the mic on my side
On jetski different wave when we ride
I was on a beach thinking sweet this my life
Link with

let's stay up til sunrise
Night swims in the deep end
Call up someone from high school and
Go hard on the weekend

Used to be more into rings but

Now I'm

Because your sore throat
Is the leading contender
For my favorite cage
The page I wish I wrote

And Catholic seniors from the all-male high school
In BMWs,

anonymous
Back in high school, long hair, don't care, didn't seem real
Now I'm feeling like a myth
Legendary went to M.U., no scholarships,
Bossed up Castro,

her mind
And made her wanna stay

Forever a town square mall
High school hall
Last call kinda girl
Could be in a bathroom stall
Hole in the wall
Phone

on my cheek
Almost folded, but that be for the weak
I'm just a high school kid tryna make it out
And fuck with a bitch, gotta say

I put this dick in her