Lyrics:
learn about the world you live in
(Which by now you are convinced it is the real one)
As time passes you learn chemistry, biology and physics
Algebra,
School boys with a great [Fate]
Carrying secret lives while studying!
No one knows [The Pledge] we made
To protect the life on earth
School boys selected
Innocence Avenue
I am a five year old I live inside this body
Seems to be much older than the way I really feel
Spend all of my time inside
I’m good I’m easy
Old school it was too damn easy
Ina my Air Force one new era hat (era hat)
Playing PS2 crash Bandicoot, Mortal Kombat
(mortal combat
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
years old when I had my first boy
The recession came can’t by no toys
Can’t take him to the park
Cause I’m locked behind bars
Stomach on growl
I
out tHe Homie in a cell
I know He Hated school
But it's better tHan jail
Gotta tHank God I was saved by tHe bell
Tryna spit bars
I ain't trying to live
No justice no peace
It’s been one too many
Need justice to be served to just us
All lives can’t matter till black do
Tired of funerals & candle light
make sense
But it is what it is
You know, he grew up, her callin' him a nigger
The kids at school callin' him a cracker
Identifying as black, looking
in my life
By the time I'm 18 I'm not gonna' be nothin' nice
I'm that R-O, M-E-O
After high school, I'm goin' straight to the pros (bounce, bounce)
to happen so it's better I drop out school
I gave myself a lot of classes yessir now am good
The only book I gat now is book of rap and Facebook
Every day by
Yeah
I remember
Yeah
Let's build a new memory (memory memory)
All my memoirs used to be dark
Demolish to build
Yeah it's time to restart
Old altars
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
the cash flow to live a rich life
Old school Chevy with the top down
Got me stepping out of town
Wearing my crown
I don't care if you don't like my sound
the hell are those papers to sign?"
And the man broke down
In a private room Danny's mother wept
As an old Jamaican woman swept
And not by chance their
everything inside the showroom
Your old school trophies
You used to work the small forward
Now you working corporate, dipping in a sports whip
I hope I
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read
By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
you were around
I still drive by that old high school
And drink at the same bars downtown
Oh everything's coming up roses
I'm doing great in this town
you can't profit
Would have thought by now Dpart woulda give up
but lifes short so i live it up
Still I'm
Really about this
my old friends used to tell
and get me
Now I'm old and shit is trippy, but I know that god is with me
This that baby mama drama
Give a fuck about a man I know Imma
Be there for my son,
in a garbage can
The kids hang around by the old school ground
Right by the river where the body was found
Throwing stones on hallowed ground
Who
that old mackin' fast
Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank
Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant
Motherfucker, M-Mr. Flamboyant
Yes motherfucker
coming; an old thing going, it tells you that life is change
The world keeps a Spinning, as we live and die within it
By moment or by minute, reminding us
all across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
I remember one year
My mom took me school shopping
It was me, my
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