Lyrics:
the ice and it freeze
Buy what I want cause I work for the cheese
Still building up but the shit guaranteed
If it run low then I gotta degree
Whip is a push
degree for?
I've seen people go through life
watch it passing us by
I'm a passionate guy
wait and ask give it time
Best friends fade away as time change
to survive after things that I've
Gone through the born truth, and living though I'm driven
By everything real and I know how to deal
You think I'm lying
he's been wounded by a fucking tech
Rat tat to the tat tat, I'mma take him out of his memory
For ridin' my nuts and tryin' to stick me with delivery
might do it later"
Why use my degree and be proud of my profession
When I could deal with shame, poverty, loss of respect and dignity,
by it
Wont know how to act
Wont know how to feel
Won't know how to breathe
Won't know how deal
Don't wanna be alone
Tell me this isn't real
Cant be
Yea
Mhhhhm
Wow
Mhhhhm
Yea
Mhhhhm
Mhhhhm
On November 28 my mom gave birth to me
Cold hearted out the womb I'm talking first degree
Ain't no love left
out on the block, and all you hear is boom
This is my set, so you can jet, or get that sweater wet
A fed is bloody, he's been wounded by a fucking tech
by a fucking tech
Rat tat to the tat tat, I'm a take him out of his memory
For ridin my nuts and tryin to stick me with delivery
Loose lips, sink
because I study all true reality, sculpted by my Wallabees
Study righteous God Degree, yo..
[Both]
We Break Bread and deal with equality
[RZA]
Yo
still, codeword for reggies
I ain't sign a deal yet, fuck it, I don't need 'em
Everybody with me eatin' free my niggas 'til I see 'em
He ain't dead we
third degree
(Get the knowledge?) Suspicious niggas up in
There don clicked brick
I think he used to cop that Chronic
By the way I think don bone killed
the fire
Doused by the best team
With him when he ridin' out
Cause the check flame when it get divided
Bout niggas livin' through decisions
Learnin' ain't
the roof
Raise the roof because it's all on fire
Not done by the sun or electrical wire
Not done by sons stricking matches with
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of divine
I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
exhaust my energy
Igniting every fight, blaze through our history
Got burned in first degree
I got burned in first degree
We're so hit or miss
To put this
the devastating mic controller d.m.c.
And can't nobody mess around with me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme
I deal what I feel and it feels fine
If the girl's
The story of the two classmates just passing by
It's like worse than Shakespear!
Like it's just too tragic, I can't deal
Oh my god
It's the start
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys and the car and the home
But her friends were really his friens
No one stops by to see her much any
I hop on this bitch they been know I'm gon kill it
In first degree so a nigga gon feel it
I'm done savin' hoes emoh turned to a villian
I'd rather
the wrong size
I got people that I love
But never see my face
And others I don't like
Yet I deal with everyday
I had a box full of records
It seems I
me
Now they hate to see a young Black man with a college degree
Fucking all these little models for free
Pardon me
Sometimes I brag like Hov
rat-ta-ta-ta-ta
Two officers at Penn Station give each other dap
Both strapped, assault rifles hanging off their back
Side by side in search for suspicious bags
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