Lyrics:
hearing about a lot great men
But I only met only true Hero)
The Savior of the world
(Let me tell you about Him)
I grew up hearing about Martin, Malcom
to call yourself an MC, man you be fronting
I don't apologize, oh yeah, and uh
Go back to school, learn some concepts and grammar
Of yourself, get a hold
somethin?
Got the nerve to call yourself an mc, man you be frontin
I don't apologize, oh yeah, and uh
Go back to school, learn some concepts and grammar
cold with that shit that you do...ya mood shocked me
Unlike these other hoes in ya crew you don't jock me
I'd like to get ya phone number just to see
shit, some shit that you can fuck to
Some shit, some shit I can relate to
It's just some shit that you can listen to, one mo' gen
Make you stop
high school as Trayvon Martin
They gotta feel me now, I'm stressed kid
The tension thick, my homies know I'm bound to lose it quick
We had to mix with
was tight
Now Vera things seem clearer
I know you sing and you're not a quitter
So keep movin don't stop groovin
Whatever you seek don't stop
Hey
So just rock and don't stop 'til you hit the top,
But when you see Mellie Mel, you're gonna have to drop.
And not only that,
Step, step, step,
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
just rock and don't stop 'til you hit the top,
But when you see Mellie Mel, you're gonna have to drop.
RRRAHHH!
And not only that,
(Repeat first four
talking
Free your mind bro, liberate yourself, you should read your history
That's the white man's religion
Christianity's a White Man's Religion
Stop
mayback
Posted by the school in a brand new jetpack
You know my music as hard as it gets when the bullies and robin hoods go back to Listen
I just bought
Ain't no wrath to fear but me
My god is deep
I don't wanna hear a peep
All you coons hella week
Roland Martin Boulé
Practically illuminati
Sell outs look
the side pocket
Martin Luther King I sold plugs
But got told on by Chris Sawyer
Funny thing bout it I just saw em
Bought it up and he quit talkin
Had
get this bread
Won’t stop cause of what you said
I’m gonna Pop, I’m gonna Pop
Don’t care what you say, cause you talking a lot
Love how you doubted me,
clap clap
I don’t even want her you can have that
yea he mad mad talkin shit get the gat gat
Shout ta b ward give ‘em dap dap
Can’t match that put
it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cause your
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
I'm floating but I don't know how to land
Who needs to practice, I'll attack it first try cuz I can
Are you with the SoundClinic or u really a clowned
Cola
With that soda pop and pop a soda
'til the coppers stop and pull us over
Everyday they try to meet they quota
Many they gotta go and mix me up
When
down
Trip
It's a long way down
Trip
It's a long way down
What you don't believe me
Go ahead and jump
Trip
It's a long way down
Trip
It's a long way down
illy
Still is he, actually, really killed me, billy
All that stuff you heard about me, is probably true
Heard I got the AIDS virus, I probably do
blow
Better spit on that shit, make it sloppy, oh
Stop playin', toot it up
Don't mix the violence, I'm beatin' it up
Go straight bananas in the yaya
Act
to go when i had to use the bathroom
Nasty that's true classy that's you (mama)
Id give you my last breath if i had to
[chorus:]
When i stop
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