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to school across the country
Was the time I thought our love was done
They said connections always strong
About to be the one
But yet again some people want

shirt, they thought I grew some chichos, oh no
I got some new wheels, uh-uh
Tired of kids, they think that we in school still, ah-ah
Play me, you gon'

To face a prosecuted life or death MC sentence
Travel through your inner thoughts
Just envision how far I could get, explore to the inner core
And ain't

in together now
They thought that we will fail we didn’t (Never)
My people listen I’m a man on the mission
So excuse me for reminiscing I use my

brittle stems get cut too soon to bloom.
Ash to Ash, all too soon.

I heard a sad song in a grocery played over High School Shooting Mourning Shoppers.

continue the quest?
To fill the chip on my shoulder with the thoughts pulled off my chest
Should music get me stressed?
Or should I have fun with it?
Should

empty thoughts before I sleep
My caliber by the calendar goin' by the weeks while you gettin' weak
Fake fucks back in high school bumping my shit just

I drove cars that I never thought I would
I fucked broads never thought I could
See if I died tomorrow
I'd be in heaven with the folk that raised me

the same
One fist in the air, the other moving who remains
Flowers for the thought of it
Another set for the section that's in support of it right
My man

Ain't nothing free but the school lunch
Read the pages of my life it'd give you goosebumps
I got rich tell you about that part later
Thoughts

I'm twenty-four now
S'til at my parents house
Thought I would have it figured out
Friends getting married, one has a baby
I barely recognize this

teti magbo
Not here
Kon se ibi
Soda ko yiwo so'un
Wanna pour out all my mind
And thought on everysongs
Won lo ni pinklips
Ko jiya ri he is privilege
He

Well when I was a curly headed baby
My Daddy sat me down upon his knee
He said,
"Son, you go to school to learn your letters.
Don't you be a dusty

on the stove

There's family photos on the wall
See all the ones I thought I lost
I hope someday I'm hanging up there too
Yeah, Saturday night's playing cards

bummy as f*ck and you can’t pay the rent man
Get your axx shot cause you wanna be big man
Thought he was tough left him smelling like sh*t man
Thought he

jiggys jaded
Paved the way for the change of pace
I made it really hard for me to get erased
That's sad
Thought you real fly with your pretty black bag

and I will always be Christians Brother

Everyday after school
We would always play football
Up against that old stone wall
Imagining ourselves out there

knew a girl in high school in the city she was from
I thought that she belonged there pretty much like hand in glove
But she told me that her goal was

said I couldn't do it, I showed you I can

These niggas thought I couldn't do it
I been the one, I already knew it
I leave my opp stank, he smell

Been tryna stay focused, tryna maintain my mind together
I don't believe when they tell me they love me 
They don't even got they thoughts together

Welcome to adulthood
Pay your taxes
Filter your thoughts
Keep calm and cool
In the face of people who suck
Put on your suit
Limit how many times you

I want is to break your heart
Oh, I thought that I could go
Oh, baby, you can't save me
I belong on the roads you left me on
I write my pains
Oh,

3%

Hobo Johnson

The Rise of Hobo Johnson

2017

Will Smith, he's got a great understanding
Make the time
Drop school, and people, and work to play
Music all night
You'll make a dollar an hour,

something in a card I wrote this

I met you on the road at a show in a small town
Who'da thought we'd be at where we are now
Never thought I'd be the type