Lyrics:
at the door cause I'm smoking
Je a sere ja se faaji
Old enough for me to be your school daddy
Come to my house let's do a party
Even though you live in Badagry
everywhere
But the solutions are so rare
Need money to build schools
But we got fools on the chairs
Kids have to work to survive
They walk to school many miles
well is in miles
And from the village even going school is buried in trials
So if you didn't then it's normal cos your family's poor
And that Nigerian
my hair out, hoping I don't get picked
cll this medicine in me hoping I don't get sick
Making all of this money hoping I don't get rich
'Cause n*****
bitch
She asked why I'm drinking medicine
I told her I'm sick
Yo, wear your master outfit, that's sick
I'm feeling good, but I sware my wrist sick
In
Imma keep spreading my message
Till it's overseas
Trying to educate the people
That listen to me
Cause if you're not learning at
School then listen to me
Email me to tell a friend
That crack I got will sell gain
Swear this purple lean is like my medicine
Could probably roll some weed and
We the best
My heart she goes bop bop bop
When she's hopped up in my bedroom mixing up my medicine
with all the sharp cats cool cats dirty alphabet junkie kinda
(Iriscience)
You can use cash for tools, to get parks and pools
Community centers, rec rooms and schools
Book money, off the books and food money
Rent money,
medicine'..."
Singing:
Telling lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our babies
Only truth, can take us...
Verse 1:
You can't
It's all love
I don't eat no meat, no dairy, no sweets
only ripe vegetables, fresh fruit and whole wheat
I'm from the old school, my household smell
than Beretta
Any veteran knows the Medicine Man is better
Never sweat a girl that's inside of a Jetta
I just let her pass by with a wink to the eye
abandoned
Well I'm no scientist, that's not what I went to school for
And I'm not a doctor, so I don't know much about medicine
But I'm willing to bet that
to rehab...back to back..going back to rehab...I dont drink
though
I'm going back as a dead again Christian, with a medicine prescription, the other friend of Bill
can't tweak the technique
I'm intelligent, yes, I'm a New York resident
It's evident smoking on this sweet like it's my medicine
I'm telling her, ain't
the nigga I'm belittled as, riddle that, nigga come from middle class
If you speak to me, show a little class
Dropped out of school, a nigga couldn't sit
carrying tools
You don't wanna invest your life in a cess pool
Pharmaceutical distributin', breaking the rules
You need to take your monkey ass off to school
Without an inklin', keep ya thinkin'
'cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead
Fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin'
(Verse One)
Everytime I pick up a paper or turn on the tube a news flash
another youth passed school ground's a bloodbath
Politicians caught in sex
little niggas make it
New school came out old school is pissed off
Struggling thinking about how they getting they shit soft
Please get your lips off my
us in that bottom on
that PCP,Walkin' to school wit a tool, who
gon' beef wit me. Got addicted to sellin'
drugs, marijuana and coke,Momma, she washed
say that we are Christian
I don't care what you believe in
But imposing your religion on folks that need medicine
Is poison with the same hand
And it
Everybody you see me with, they're movers
I'm the real deal, they're YouTubers
I was on smoke, they was on computers
School days, badness, badding up
measurements
I'ma get sick if I don't
Pour up my medicine
Got my nigga in Miami bustin'
Checks from a distance
Laser in the scope so I can
Hit you from
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