Aw fuck

Aw fuck I’m in a place Switch shitty Shit

No separate just Fix’s of Dicks and The knicks

You trying to mess with a real g like Me

Welcome to the city of New York Cpt

Put you through so much motherfucking misery

Feel like a penintentary Dont mess with my ability

You in a social studies book cause you history

I call this victory Better hurry you dirty Flee With me

Yes Of course People Of generations of Poverty

It feels worthy I got money sand I got early

Misery turn into social studies cause it’s history

Aw fuck Nigga Fuck shit like that

Your rap Is whack Cause it’s crap

History of penitentiaries People ask please

Murder increased cause you try to fuck wit me

It feels worthy your history social studies Literacy

Learn your poetry Used to be homies now you a pussy

Yeah consider this this a warning

Cause your gonna die the next morning

Now your going through so much misery

Don’t fuck wit me cause your a social studies book

And that’s what if I fucking call My favirote History

Verse 2:

You think so cool

But you act like a fool

Damn man So You think people followed you

Fuck you your mother should have swallowed you

Trying to touch me And my riches like Pig

This is gonna be a classic You piece of shit

Shit political So many people act lyrical

They simple I’m just so Fucking subliminal

Rob you punk ass nigga or motherfucker

You think you real you just a cocksucker

Act like your the realist but you missed

Now you gonna get A burn

Make your learn To Earn Not Be stubborn

And now consider this shit and invitation

We a nation fuck this generation

There’s no inspiration They ain’t no technition

Now we know life ain’t like what i seems

Trying to fuck wit me I’m mean got rhyme schemes

Now you can have a life that you don’t deserve

I might be. A hustler But your ass just got served