Alumni (feat. Humble B)
Lil Jul
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Tell me, tell me How many times have you treated me like a human being Tell me, tell me How many times have you looked me in the eye Tell me, tell me How many of the adults around you let you down I could have died, but I'm still here And for that, I'm grateful But Judgement Day has come The fakes shall be forsaken And a new age has begun Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence Got outta bed every single morning just heard that they would never discover my inner insolence To appease em, I was really getting hammered and bent just like the cast iron in the hot furnace Shadowy figures at meetings would be telling Mom and I - Brad you are startin to concern us Though that shit wasn't exactly a mystery when I'd be turnin up on days even wit a guarantee of rain Through the days I learned that platitudes true or false can really hurt just like a stab of the blade But those meant to support me would say to me shit like - ya know ya boo boo ain't really up to the grade But I must ask - what's really the right way to react in the midst of such a dark crusade Just felt what anybody would feel when people would say - even ya momma don't be lovin ya mate With a sinking heart my tears would well up in my eyes and drop into a sizzle on the hot ground I felt it was all me but ya look around and the truth is there is a lotta sadness abound Taking up the root, black roses Look but don't touch, silly thinkers outta touch If you ain't helped build me You be at the bottom whip whip with no fake lash Drip drip with the yellow and the red flash All I needed was a friend, all I needed was your kindness But what you hoes do? You deceived me and used me To boost the Ego, you never had Walter be too shook now, I be breaking bad I ain't got to make Halo and the Devil Horns Pt. 2 This my autobiography, signed sincerely L.I.L this the motherfucking J.U.L Bitches get spell checked like Kim from 05 I remember the come up, just like 09 It was 2011 you be cutting my heart - I call that a surgeon The kid I made friends with, the fakes I withstand with The fakes I sand quick with I do my maths like quick-wit Now you ain't slick, you got checked This the one I knew, spinning circles round you like Polo I'm not afraid to drop names, I'm not afraid to expose you like a rapist Don't expect me to send well wishes You don't deserve my respect, my bars, my flow, my manners My profile, my likes, my number, my hoe My dough, my bros, not not you bozzos Yo hold up 10 years, 10 motherfucking years - what's good What's good What'd bad All these cunts from school really mad Take their wigs off of they caps No alumni left Cause thanks to us they're fucking dead ha Lotta my teachers didn't give a f*ck, turning blind eyes to shit that's right in front of em, at that my stomach churn Kids had fun making me into a caricature that they could laugh and stare at as I walked all stern A thousand knives in my back like a sculpture, some might say that's nothin but a dose of healing acupuncture And amongst the toxic culture, all that shit was really like walking the motherfuckin gutters I was always termed the quiet kid, yet that shit was an identity utterly manufactured Shit was my fixture and like my headline feature, a scapegoat for teachers to write on the records The black sheep of the school with no one else to turn to I was all alone calling for the aid of a shepard On the verge, any second now, never endeavoured, antonym of intrepid, life I didn't treasure Always felt like I was the lost lamb and they was looking at me hungry on the hunt like they seein some lunch Humiliation every single day but now I can say in retrospect at least with the real ones I was in touch Now that I've got shit made, bitches Caspers fade They do be throwing shade, I just go forge a blade They seek to serenade, no time to masquerade No longer am I afraid, real shit got bullshit outweighed Rock the suit with the suede, they all see tailormade Bitches play charades, me they can't persuade While bitches know I'm a fucking upgrade, there is nothing but a fucking cliche Is that why your girl got swept by a dude like a 3 He's a 3/10 bitch あのね、お前たちを殺す 冗談ですよ、ミグメさん 復讐なんて、要らないです それは、運命が決めることだから Yeah my parents were beefing, childhood stolen still breathing Ain't no time for debriefing Defibrillate, one, two As I looked out the window, how far till I reach the ground Of this 20-story building That's gonna hurt as I backed the f*ck off Friends who came for me still racked the f*ck off I be breathing 24/7 yet I'm dead inside 24/7 Try to see the grey world with some optimism High school, the highlight I give my flowers to Mr. Robert Wilson (love you sensei) And f*ck you Andrew Cause you thinking you big shit Never believe, only looked down on us If you never own up, I don't even give up f*ck You a fake ass bitch from the get go So don't pretend to be vice principal or some shit You a whole ass bully and you know it And bitch of an excuse to be a counsellor, Da Vinci As she ripped me apart like useless receipts Bitch I got the receipts, you was abusing a minor and you know it From the verbal even tho you got your plagues up Try to play the blame game, on a the mentally ill Bitch I'm brewing this tea, and it's pouring to spill I don't respect that, if you a fake bitch Cause ain't youth worker post to uplift You was a arrogant bitch, try to play expert 10 years later, I do post grad diploma Of the same subject you failed answer As you breached, I chose not to speak up Cause I was weak, by today's standards you be fired I just play it like Ether in 02, bitch who shot ya If he the peta peck em, I bet ya biggie bust em Imagine a 26 year old lying about his high school Why the f*ck would I do that Every thing thing I spit on this record is real as f*ck He be acting like a vice Goofy your only achievement is looking Winnie The Pooh Except with Winnie at he is looks nicer You just lookin like a dumb ass F*ck outta here Get off your fat ass, lazy ass You was sippin on ramen noodles while the class was on, what the f*ck Bro you're literally stabbing on a dead body haha For the bitch ass teachers who be observing instead of nurturing I bring you the hail with the cold crest, ice cold with the wrist Just imagine for a night it could really be a slit or two on the wrist So motherfuckers better watch they mouth Cause the truth that these bitches are really going south down the skis Dumb lames I ain't tryna please, yet they coming on back all persistent like fleas Bobo clowns see me rollin in the motherfuckin Volvo I'mma slow down for ya, call that going slow mo Leave you burning in the bush, y'all can call me ScoMo Got my lead bullet, y'all do the silver bullet plata no plomo Lil Jul did his fuckin diplomo so he can counsel you bitches Now I'm chillin like a villain an' prospecting like the Ballarat gold rush Livin life lush, made em all gush, hoes out of mah sight out of mah mind United with myself and I, knowin that the raps I write really do bite Whoa Hold on B you don't have to that hard And you were tellin me I stabbed on a dead body You dragged them so hard their scalps bout to fall off like Oren Ishii I'm ice cold as usual, sub zero like got no shit on me My God, these dummies really need to get their shit together Like that French boi and I? We had a few slings But now I delete him like a sim and I aint even feel a ting Give my props to the American boieee What a shit show, the irony is The school clown got more loyalty than half of you bitches And that's to Sutherland Gave you a chance at 22 Guess I wasn't that much to you All these disloyal bitches is some pests, I spary you like Mortein bitches Psss Psss Psss Fucking head shot, you dead bitch TeeHee That's the most 2010 thing I can think of TeeHee shoutout to Ryan Higa
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