Lyrics:
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
therapy, paying more than the prices
I say, let's live it up for all the dropouts and modern failures
You took a route that was carved by some paraphernalia
you hang by your neck Like a grape Vine
Hou vas on that minute cause i Dont have Time
Ima role up if you did Something wrong to Me
My presence you will
Aye. Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they
On niggas, I was like, "Where was I?"
And he was like
"Oh Piru you can Google me"
Y'all ain't hear this guy?
It's clear that I be gettin' under
Ya skin like
Sebastian Bach
Not at smooth at Tupac
But suave like Johnny Depp from that movie "Chocolat"
Mock all you want
Your words?
Meaningless no matter the font
Hand
Sebastian got me high that first time
In the back of an abandoned truck by Webster Place
Couldn't feel my face
Sprayin' paint to see my name on trains, try
Your mind is created by your name
My name isn't Katherine
My name isn't Crystal
My name isn't Nicki or Chad or Sebastian
But thank you for
the guy's like, oh no, they've got batteries, don't worry about it
I'm like, oh cool, that saves me time
So we stick them on the roof
Oh, like he's saying
record
Doesn't give a fuck if there's good musicians
On it
Because this is a stupid song
AND THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT
A little green rosetta
A little
picture?
Association, you know that any quality of one
Thing rubs off on the other
If you want somebody to like something, pair
It with something else they
who do beats like me?
I was the one that gave you "Hey Papi"
I'm like Tupac, all eyes on me
Got niggas messed up in the industry, but it's ok
by
Like they won't lead you
To that side
Where people that you meet
All died
Like woah
Don't be that guy
You're ruinin' my vibe
Man you blowin' my high
a Heaven and Hеll guy
But like to think that there'd
Be consequences when you
Make all of your money off of demons
But it seems in this land that’s
What gets
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
Chorus 1 :
Show me a version of life that you want
Popping these bottles and rolling these blunts
Show me a version of life that you want
Show me
you won't hear a page turnin'
Woah
Feelin' like the insane version of me
Anything in life that hurts gotta leave
Why you gotta take things personally?
last and grown acceptant of that
The only fact is death I'd like to leave it at that
Sometime you think you wanna play it easy
Sometime you think you
to energy match
Sense any cap and that's when I really attack
I'm OJ with the memorabilia, had to steal it back
Like the Nas flow we be hearin' on your
Nicko: Sure Steve, but the fact is that the guy was not 'andling it the right way.
Steve: You don' fink o' fings like that Nick.
Nicko: But that's
perfect like a fairy tale
No more hurtin' 'cause I deserve it
I wanna' love again
When I find that perfect person
Bust a nut and fuck again
'Cause I'm
a lie
Everyday struggles make it hard to try
now that's why
There's distant between you & I
I gave you love to be labelled the Bad guy
I feel like
that's what 12 does right?
I'm trying to be the best
Version of me
And everyday is a test
So when I feel the beat it's not just in my chest
I can Never
like "Who that spittin'?" I'm like "It's me"
He's like, "Oh, okay."
Uh, he started talkin' to me on the phone, going back and forth
Just askin' me
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