Lyrics:
The problem with comic books is the ink comes off on your hands
Every time you turn the page you have to wash your hands
You turn the page, you wash
a motherfuckin' fool if you wanna
Street smart, and I'm book smart
Could have been a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me, and I'm
knock the truth if you open your mouth
Judge a book by it's cover, was hard made it soft
Infinity vision for competition, spin a bang on ceilin'
mama's gone
Educated lady with your college degree
Amazes me why you just can't see
Learned everything from your books on the shelf
But no one ever
still believe in the truth
I'm so stubborn, I'd rather write my own history book
Where the world don't give a fuck 'bout how you physically look
All
I tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna lighten up
I'm gonna throw a box of books and my beloved guitar
Into the back of my truck and try my luck
Evil minds grievous sins
Pagan lives have no place for law
Twisted worship exhume the dead
Minds unite for evil cause
Death corrodes the book
After years of expensive education
A car full of books, and anticipation
I'm an expert on Shakespeare, and that's a hell of a lot
But the world
At the tender age of seven
I begged my parents to buy
Me my own library card
I wanted books that'd keep me up all night
And they became my kryptonite
Finds a book to read
He turns the pages
Oh man
hungry, I go hungry, I go hungry for the truth.
I didn't write no book on love
I picked it up then put it down, it didn't get me off the top.
Yeah, yeah
In
so swallow that
Guess what you could be coppin that
N'kiru books for fifteen dollars flat
Cats who spit knowledge on tracks
And get bumped out the back
Work hard, then I work smart
I'm book good and I'm street smart
Work hard, then I work smart
I'm book good and I'm street smart
Nigga back to back
on the Central, I'm a-lookin' at you.
Woman on the eastbound train,
Sometimes I wanna see you again.
Now I couldn't read a paper, you couldn't read a book
世界が pop up はみ出していこう
下書きした未来を
昨日よりも今日よりもっと
明日の君が素敵さ
Da, da, la, da, da, la, da, la
Da, da, la, da, da, la, da, la
君と鮮やかに色付けてく coloring book
Oh,
take to much to find the sediments they left behind
Put down the book
Put up the walls
I'm never givin' up at all
What's yours is yours
What's
are trump
Hearts are trump
Hearts are trump
I dream a lot of love-books and of sex and all that stuff
And then and then
I dream so much about it cause
a book, when
I up with the tech, go brrd
(Go brrd)
Bitch had nerve to ask me for some money
I said "No" probation got me tweakin'
But I still po' up fo'
nineties carry beams
Carry beams, feelings, they over seas
Fire be steady rising
Never leave from outside me to the scene
Never go down in books because you
I zigs em, I zags em, I brands em, like Zorro
I shop at D'Agostino for a bag of Stella D'oro
Bread sticks, oh yes it's the Books plus three
Of my
Saint wanna tell you something
Why, oh my
I had problems with messy girls
Pay no mind its a petty world
Book a ticket, travel the world (I'm outside)
The purest snow we sellin' white privilege
Designer drugs'll turn niggas limitless
Designer clothes, these hoes losin' innocence
The book of blow, just know
wetter
You niggas is pussy
I do it better
You can't even book me
I do it better
I'll do it better
Man trust me I'll do it better
You niggas ain't shit
You
Now baby you know I like your looks
I'd like to put your name in my history books
But just remember, like father like son,
I'm the spoiler
I'm
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