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a picture, like I gotta bachelor's in art, knew Krayko Breezy going far from the very start
Bars coming real authentic coming from the heart
You keep

studiert
Bis um vier, bis um vier
Mein Kopf Platz
Viel zu viel studiert
Zu viel Bier in mir

Ich hab den
Bier Bachelor of Arts
Bier Bachelor of Science

in my hands

Your eyes looked like pearls

It was love at first glance

You're a bachelor girl


We've had our differences 

I don't know where

Art of noise imma kill all the noise
Thank you so much
Just believe in the boy
I'm knowing all the haters gonna feel every void
I'm all my paper I

her that happy she expect that I'd cause trauma
I was trying to rub it in but then she was too busy hugging
She called the blood and friends her ecstacy

Payola, is it passed your bedtime
(Ha ha)
In the nursing home
Haha hahaha
haha hahaha

Hmmh

Yo

I'm a retirery
Ha

Does the nursing home know you

miracles I can't 
I trust with all my art
I trust with all my life

Black young child 
Keep your eyes in your dreams 
Don't give up know you know you got

for your life
Every dime made in his life more disastrous
Help my young bitch see her
Way through her Bachelor's
Sent my old bitch right back
To get her

you was feelin' on me
When kissin' revealed enough
I wanna scratch you, provoke you
Bite you, choke you
But just a little, bite your legs
Dig up in

there chasing a bachelor she don't like to party
She put herself through nursing school just to get it started
Tired of stressing left her ex cause she

They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights

Evil Deeds

RZA

Chamber Music

2009

the Good Year blimp
Hollow heads is sterilized in paroxide, waiting for you
Faggot niggas to jump off, your bullshit throne
So I can offer you a tummy

To school
I'll be running out of money soon

So I send out resumes
I want a job in the arts
But no one responds to my applications
So I have to go back to my

I'm up late
Almost every night
I don't call it quits
'Til the sun arrive
I make a work of art
In the moonlight
I don't need to sleep
Cause I'm too

to his Bachelor or Arts

He gripes every night
Hear 'em tell you he might well have caught her
But they don't get away, per se'
'Less your line's in

it feels like to have a bachelor's degree?
I guess that's how it is in the arts no matter how smart
Unless you dress for the part, or know a guy who

The art teacher drove us in his Volvo
To Hornchurch where I hoped to see a vulva
It was art, it shouldn't have aroused us
But I got a stiffy in my trousers

selbst
Hab' die Scheiße hier studiert
Bin ein Bachelor of Arts
Stehe für Musik und du
Nur für ein Battleformat

Bin noch nicht am Ziel, vertrau mir
Das

humanity
Hoping my art'll end up in the gallery
I need a whole different strategy
I did away with my vanity
I lost my conscious and sanity
I need a whole

Keep It Rollin'

A Tribe Called Quest

Midnight Marauders

1993

Ayo, swing swing swing, to chop chop chop
Yo that's the sound when MC's get mopped
Don't come around town without the hip in your hop
'Cause when

Unh
Nigga where we from it get cold outside
In isolation
So we waiting
Nigga where we from it get cold outside
In isolation
Steady waiting
Nigga

as long as it's profitable
In a major recession, where art is forfeitable

Living in slowmo, I can't stand it no mo'
You'll regret what you have done to us

to decide
Choose your weight or choose your faith boy, that's the art of the mind
I treat her great for all the women I did wrong in my life
Apologizing never

Freedom Time

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

of massconfusion
Bachelors in past illusion
Now who you choosin'
The head, the tail
The bloodshed of male
Or confidence in the tale
Conference is in Yale
Discussin'