Rapping rule, back to school
The thugs say i'm cool
Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow
Stupid-ass, he been in the game like basketball, but no,
Iced out, okay cool
While we going through the school
Killing off bullying one by one, it won't go on endlessly/
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
See i learned it in school
Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot
Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot
Going on my own to play some basketball
And there's little to be glad for
The basketball courts, where i had my first fight
If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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