Got her the bently coup, she call that old news
Let me enlighten you, i heighten fools
For every black thought, i thought i caught roots
And all these teachers treat us like some fools
And still got my nike boots
Constant battles of fools
Then they blame video games when kids shoot up schools, rocket's flyin',
And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him
When schools do charity, assuming that apparently,
Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny
Boast fucking lies to impress we not fools
I go to war, old timbs, battered boots
Second week of june decided your weakness, fools
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits
These joints here not found at the mall
Schools out, its time to ball.
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