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the pain like it was breakfast
Ain't no stressin'
I got peace up in my heart
Cause I be reverent
Staying present
Is the lesson

You the teacher
Don't be

the only source keeping the fucking family straight
Didn't had much, so uncle had to help
No father figure, had to figure out shit by myself
Ain't writing

say that as equal, Not teacher or coach
Say it, I mean it, This not a joke
You gon' thank me, At the end of the road
I'ma loose cannon, Wit tight swag

spitting venom, shit out here getting deadly
Back in middle school, my teacher nicknamed me Kamikaze

Too hot to handle, I was everywhere like no one could

mógł
Jeden Bóg wie to te uczucie ty pod spód je gdzieś chowasz
Spojrzyj w melanż jak w najlepszy towar
To sytuacja jest zdrowa gdzieś daleko cały lęk
Bo

down glad that I've stayed in touch with my friends and teachers
So lackluster
Looking back at it, I'm happy that I've progressed in pieces
Read Genesis

still undefeated
I never lost I either win or I learn
I keep getting hurt by people when will I learn
To just protect my self and love myself
I wake up

I want a baby after l get cash
Man thus my word , l'm lit by the way
Speakers blasting like nigga bring a hit, bring a hit yee

Shawty be calling

comes to this plane of existence with a purpose. Even if you don't think you know it yet, you really do.  Your inner teacher knows. Trust in your

Wczorajsze ślady służą nadal nam za drogowskazy
Do luny zawył non wolf shogun assassyn
Kolejne trasy wypisane mam na twarzy
Zdarte adidasy, pod stopami asfalt

mimosas I'm roasted, toasting on sands making plans by the ocean, focused Yeah
Zos cold you know this
I overload on dro to hon in my poems
Broke out

through

As I sit by myself, me and my thoughts again
This music shit be my therapy, God knows

I need it I hit leek through a text, I need the Stu again

got sustained
I was moved by these bitches but still I remain
True tome true to my son and toward the game

If what the fuck is your name then bitch is

ty emoce se nepřestávám smát
Zatím co ty se bereš vážně jak herák

Můj bratr mě zvedl z patníku jak vajgl
Pod nohama led, v hlavě brajgl
Kráčíme hrdě,

môžeš napísať list, yeah
Viem je to so mnou ťažké, no povedz čo je ľahké?
Chcem len umenie a teba pri hudbe, tak poď sem, yeah
Vonku, chcem to všetko

to Shiva.

His pleasing ways endeared him to his teachers.

The boy was liked by one and all.

He was thus spending his days very happily.

Delighting

the teacher
I do this shit for my people, feel like I'm our last hope
Way before the rapping, I was working off a trap phone
When it's time to slide we load

even get taught by my fucking teacher

Now the government don’t get why we all dealers

Got black killing black like we all reapers

Turning us into

lubię
Nie dbam o bycie blink numer jeden pod klubem
Sram na życia blichtr smakuje mi sól i gorycz
Nie muszę mieć niczego w chuj mam bunt i
Dosyć szarości

trawa twarda jak Lee Marvin
Bo pod językiem błyszczy mi ostrze
Nie potrzebny mi ochroniarz żaden Kevin Costner
Studio czy koncert mikrofon w ręce
Kiedy

With the posse, it gets dumb, but with the others, I don't mess
I like to clean up when I'm done, I do not like to stress
I'ma teacher, cause these bars

the truth
It's true no matter how hard you refuse
So yeah we were poor but no more
An' none of all this your "hup by my bootstrap route outta destitute" crap

sitä tyrkitetään
Khyllä!

Calling all sisters, calling all fathers!
Calling all teachers, calling all martyrs!
Calling all Hip Hop scholars and farmers!

empty, but now I got plaques and a studio full of some Grammys (Ooh) (Full of some Grammys)
I go by stormo but I be so icy I feel like I'm Gucci and Jeezy