You mothers still in grade school i got a degree
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
But knowin you through music is going to change the world
Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned
You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably
No associates degree but i know about philosophy,
Get off rap pad and get a degree
God mc oh my god you gotta see
Especially one to that degree of savagery.
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy
A degree in cs to this gentleman you see
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Luckily i'm a master of dispatchin', got a "send them to the pound" degree
Murder from the first degree, and then i'll cock and shoot ya,
You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha
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