Once as a slave who imagined being free
Knowledge is power information is key
Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then
I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men
What is it? it is nothing,
Straight g thing, double m g thing
And i got that bait, they all bad
My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,
And then along came the wrong man for her
Terribad is one word sucks is another
The bomb is can bwe you is
Mama told me it'd be days like this
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