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Mama Sang a Song

Bill Anderson

Greatest Songs

1996

to school every day through the rain, the sleet and the cold
I've seen the nights when my daddy would cry
For the things that his family would need
But all

the homie never knew he suicidal
Then I lost my faith in the holy bible
Time went by it felt like I had nothing to prove
Hated on the school (Fuck I hate

came home, my momma gave me this look
I ain't gon cap yeah a nigga was shook, she told me
He was gone, he stopped breathing dis morning Dough
My mama

penknife
Sticks close to my heart
And the School Wife hath me slain

Go home, go home my mother dear
And prepare my winding sheet
For tomorrow morning before

Didn't even feel natural
I would've much rather packed a bowl
After school we would smoke
Trying to turn the traumatic into the laughable
In the madness we

earlier this morning, waiting on the bus?
Now this Monday we can go to school knowing we can ace any final they throw at us
I'm just being a wise-ass, don't

vibrates

I don’t even do rounds she Cum in one take

Talking bout she miss me now that’s mistakes


See I owed school fees so I couldn’t see class

Couldn’t

Hard Time Hustlin'

Krayzie Bone

Thug on da Line

2001

than two years now

Juvenile nigga done strugglin, hustlin, strugglin like I want it
Then fuck school, right now I'm hungry, and I can't eat that damn

Goodnight

Professor Green

Alive Till I'm Dead

2010

was too young an' I picked the wrong path, I went the wrong way.
Left school then got the grade, banged it out, got my pape's.
Stacked my p's copped

Norman never went to church, I often heard him say
""I'd rather see a sermon, than to hear one any day
Show me a man who lives his faith, by his

days they're not eating

In the city of Dublin see the town that I walk through
Went to school most my life
Let me say what they thought you
All I know

rays 
Day five of the week got sun rays
So how do I spend my Thursdays 

Got a 10am lecture buh I'm always late for my breakfast
Got to school by noon

with a toothpick
I went Tom hood school in the ends, the bad boy ting weren’t me i weren’t stupid
Picked up the pen from 14/15 since then I’ve been

in my ride and cruise
I'm parked right around the corner behind some school
She said I smoke I hope that that's fine with you
I said na I don't mind

to the rhythmical school
Acting as a substitute
One Tuesday morning assigned to our namesake
Our hero picks up the bass
And we play a song, a work in progress in

laziness has no relation
Everything's connected in this astral ocean, no one's racing
No one's winning, no one is playing God by its definition
Manipulation

to pass by
She had me flattered and got into my head 
We got married in my dreams the same day I went to bed 
I told a friend that I'm in love with her
He

A Streetkid Named Desire

Bad Religion

The New America

2000

Well, it was punk-fifteen in the morning
And it was time
To stand my ground
And as the gawks and stares bombarded me
You know, I didn't even

Baggy fucking joggers I ain't jogging why you bogging
Walking pass my old school picking up off shotters I ain't shotted
Pockets smell like bud

Black rapper with a conscience I'll be out by half past
27 coming sooner than you think, 5 years till I'm a tree in Bedfast
Loving memory of the boy,

This girl at school she always caught my eye
But I couldn't talk to her, didn't wanna waste my time
And even if I wanted to, I was too scared to try

These niggas ain't lived my life Yo
It's Pyrex Wop bitch
It's Pyrex Wop, I whip up that dope
Shit
Bought my scale to ya block and went
Through

to the floor
"Stay with me, I'm here, let it out
It's okay" just cry till you can't cry no
More tears down your face
A couple minutes went by and
The crying

reduced by smoke
Why don't you let me be a fool
Stubborn as a mule
'Cause I get a house, I get a pool
As I promised you in school
Then I dream away the day