Lyrics:
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park 'cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park 'cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand
I thought high school would be like the musical
America told me college was American Pie
A generation that was far from the usual
On doses
a spitter, old school tagger
Flows still sharp like a sharpened dagger
Climb the ladder from the gutter to the stage
Now I spit something just to earn my wage
to walk cause I'm so fly
My musical genius is only beat by my philosophy
So if you ain't tryna work bitch don't talk to me
Cuz everyone I know is
song by song. Life states changes over time to time. You know that. The first chapter is you want to find it outside of you. So you buy a one way ticket
played on the radio
When I first became famous
There were nude photos of me in
Playboy and Penthouse magazine photos that
Were taken from art schools
Me, I don't need a new job
What you got against me,
I'll get by on my own
Tellin' me I'm never getting
By from my songs
I love it when you're
this
I cant lie
No I cant lie
I cant lie
No I cant lie
No
I made you mine by the start of may
Just feelings, no playin games
Fast forward like 20 days
Skrill
Big Skrill not the little one
I told you before one the first one
It's Skrillville 2 pussy
You was the man in high school
I look at you now
Back in high school, Tamika was the sweetest, the bomb
Hot to death, though in tenth grade a teenage mom
Knocked up by some thug named Russ in
I came a long way
Since selling mixtapes
In high school hallways
Some thought it was a phase
I made a lot of mistakes
And I'm a make some more
Yo man
Let's take this shit back to fuckin' high school lunch time cyphers
When mother fuckers was beat boxin'
And kickin' ill ass flows in
have become new
And I claim that for myself as a promise or guiding rule
Even got a new license from DMV to reflect just how new I felt
Plus my Afro was
Now here I am three months later, full-blown relapse
"Just get high until the kids get home from school, homes, relax"
And since I'm convinced that
was missin
Because I didn't listen, I got upset the kids didn't listen
It wasn't until the school was over, they thought I was buggin' out
Time for
Of justice from it's new wave of leaders:
Frank Rizzo, the high school graduate
Mayor of Philadelphia, whose ignorance
Is surpassed only by those who voted for
Roll it up
But my lighter out of fluid tho
Sing a long to every song
Life is like a musical
Workin with no cubicle
Doing more then usual
Dress in
Usually we think twice but tonight we too high, yeah
Know she see me as a fuck boy, yeah
Cause I don’t give a fuck ‘bout her boyfriend
High school musical
high voice as a start
Long hair doesn’t help high socks torn apart
But, ended up where I think I kinda fit in
Made a couple friends
Everything was
slap her if she don't hurry and fuck
And by the way nice boobs hoe still screaming fuck a cubical
I'm too busy being musical cause I'ma boss, if a girl
down the stage[03:57.12]Earned high school diplomas[03:59.17]From efforts we can't explain [04:04.47]And now we will be nowhere nearby[04:11.42]Well now
came from Bucharest
Beat it like budokai
Delin she new to fly
Vi to isa
The deets a get creepy
You leaking a beat
And you Gettin the grease
Like a pizza
the stove, we laid up all night long
Turned on by the rapper you know when she played me her song
talken bout that bitch that I met from Chicago
She love me
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