Lyrics:
really cake up
I ain't go to Harvard or Yale, I went to jail
But hold a horse that's pale, and the slave ship sails
It ain't on water, but I know who's
there
And tell the trouble-makers
That hang out in Harvard Square
We need every able asshole
Every asshole you can spare
We're going off the bright
the news has come to Harvard
And there may be many others but they haven't been discovered
H is for my alma mater, Harvard
C is Central, next stop on the line
K is for the cozy Kendall station
C is Charles that overlooks the brine
P is
their face is hidden
Harvard alumni
See the ghetto as dumb guys
Give em a nickel for a million bucks of gun rhymes
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la
mental
Thick like a Harvard clique
I got them singing Bob Marley hit's
(I don't want to wait)
They don't want to wait in vain
But I'm worth all the joy
head
Deh so good a Harvard yuh educate
Under yuh hot, temperature elevate
Meet yuh fi dinner, swell yuh belly
Leff 'e plate
A yuh champion body mek Tyson
ass
The Martha Stewart
That's far from Jewish
Far from a Harvard student
Just had the balls to do it
And no I'm not through with it
In fact I'm
she kissed me!
And I only bought her one round
I can bench press a car
I'm an ex football star
with degrees from both harvard and yale
Girls just can't
Unidentified flying object
Hovering over the Harvard projects
If this were real I would be ready
Waiting out on my balcony
Take me away from
the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I can bench-press a car, I'm an ex-football star
With degrees from both Harvard and Yale
Girls
across from Hell
I am Austin Wells tossed in a garbage pale
I'm from the bottom not from Harvard or Yale, darlin'
Uh, prolly took a shot, even shot
the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I can bench-press a car, I'm an ex-football star
With degrees from both Harvard and Yale
Girls
the top charter
Gaffer like I'm Scott Parker
From when the mandem used to rock parka's
I am Nasty but I'm not Marcus
Genius, I could of clocked Harvard
Edition
Got that hefty garbage bread
I'm in the backseat gettin' that Harvard head
Aiyy, swaggalicious, with' a bag of bitches
This food for thought
(skrrt)
Run up on us and the morgue gon' have corpses in
Harvard student doin' my taxes, I got dork friends
I put rings on them hundreds, bitch, I
You can go to Harvard
You can be a pilot
You can be an astronaut
But first, be a woman, ooh ooh
When you're walking down the street
Show
You can go to Harvard
You can be a pilot
You can be an astronaut
But first, be a woman, ooh ooh
When you're walking down the street
Show
on auto-pilot
The words ignite, it's fire
Bite it, higher standard, Harvard
Here's some simple math, to fail or pass
You ain't a G, you a dollar less
Peace
hope we stay together
Unlike my mom and dad did
Only thing I'm scared of in this life is being average
Harvard business school accepted me I'm taking
Oyster perpetual
Super models on schedule
I give Harvard lectures, I keep brain from intellectuals
I ain't no regular nigga, I'm international
a martian
Government trying to stop us from departing
I'm done begging for pardons, our planet's uncharted
Wearing durags at Harvard, dissertation
were were laughin' yeah
You took me for a fool
I'm struck down
Left lyin' in the dirt
I never knew
How much love it hurts
[Chorus]
Harvard
forever
My-My-My-My-My beat forever
[Daddy-O]
4 Ever My Beat, when it slides up and down the scale
You would think my beats are graduate from Harvard
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