Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck
I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
So sad to say, but it's all good
Call me a product of my own damn hood
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,
From hollywood to the hood
And we know that ain't no good
But i just say that i'm good,
This information is vital, look
And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could
Cause these kids never learn of the good
Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood
"no malcolm, you're just too damn good"
Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look
But don’t make this seem like i’m good
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