Lyrics:
pleasantly attending
A patrol is hangin' around
Local heroes are hiding their savings
They know they will never be found
While the high class is having a good
Little rapper on the rise, coming soon to you too
Pencil to the paper, stories in his head
Heroes, aliens, flyin' round his bed
Math class passin', beats
To the people that matter, not to the upper class heroes
And the devil may care for them
Devil may care for them but
I don't believe in hell
We're at fault,
They come from every corner of our country,
The cities, the mountains an' the farms.
Modern-day minutemen and wiomen,
Like our heroes from the past,
the mighty infamous
Always misbehaving and mischievous
Causing aggravation I'll never pause
Pushing out spit balls through plastic straws
(In class)
In
block into a gym class
Pull-ups off my top bunk, bench press my mattress
Curlin' pillow cases full of books and a atlas
Can you understand this or has
sucks to be healthy. It sucks to go to the gym. I fucking hate the gym. I go to the group fitness classes, anyone do those? Zumba, spin, bootcamp? Oh my
my world anymore
Welcome to my world
Welcome to Planet X motherfucker
It used to be parks
It used to be jungle gyms
Now they just stories passed
Molly feel the wave
I really gotta change my way (Yea)
I’m way up, fading to the sky
I won’t stop, even if I die
I’ll raise a Glock, to my fallen heroes
debts
One goal for holy home debts
Independence of home debts
This one for the workers who fight night and day!!
Working class heroes………..
define…
Equality… so unfair… there was always class… between us…
You watch… my heart… flutter out of line...
To escape... to blaze a way... I may pass…
Story higher
Large office
In the buliding
Now my
Story
Higher
No sideways
Stories
But the class
Is real
Fuck a class
Mother
Fucker
I'ma pass a deal
Yeah this song is about South Carlton
Cap on the map
We gotta Sped room sped caf
Go upstairs and do math
Bathrooms closed during class
Vending
Gym Cla** Heroes
Cool and Dre (this is)
You silly for this one
It's Travie (why you doin' this to me)
I started rappin' back in the cla**
And by the way that you attract me I see you a magnet ( babadadado)
You got style , you you got class co,colgate smile
and girl you gat it ( Well you know
hesitant; opposition get settled here with
Sharp shit that'll rip through.
One hundred layers of Kevlar; sharp like the gym star.
Exiled, son, he get sent
a game! (Hey) finger in the butt
Just to see if you're loose
Then it's fresh out the gym bag with the
Drinks, rubbers, naked bitches and such
And bitch with
We used to lay in jungle gyms
Intertwining sweaty fingers
We used to have to call your cousin
Just to chaperone us
Meet me at the market place
I
Late again for the class
No pass
You should no better
You better not ask
Uh
Now Fuck gym
Never gonna be your athlete
The grades low
Never gonna go
the home
Enough class for wine, still handle Patron
When them other hoes call I hand her the phone
And she hand 'em the tone (uh-uh, oh)
You what's up,
Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side
And any kindness from you might have saved his life
Heroes are made when you make a choice
You
to school with a gun at his side
And any kindness from you might have saved his life
Heroes are made when you make a choice
You could be a hero, heroes
Working class heroes revelling
in a dream
White and proud the glorified chant
Ignorant imposed political thought
Ideologists creating divisions
a spread, fuck a sheet
Uh, I just popped a tent, I'm in my man cave
Lookin' for some hoes in my DMs, man, I miss Backpage
Your lil' hoe do spin class
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