That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose
Principal in this bitch i make the rules.
I go to war, old timbs, battered boots
Now im pissed of abusing the rules
//college rules man, get your education
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose
And tarnished image of cool teachers suddenly abloish rules
We're malcolm and davy, we make the fucking rules
For every black thought, i thought i caught roots
Pass that, catch back, fast that
There's rules to this shit
Ay yo you wonder who i are
Where there is no rules car
You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose
We play it cool and stay in school, sometimes we break the rules,
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