Day Dreamin In Class,Teachers Speakin In Dead Tones
Blocking Em Out By Blaring Rakim Into My HeadPhones
Hopin To Get Sent Home,Cuz This Aint The Place For Me
Im More Of A Lyrical Kid Not A Student, Basically
Notebooks Covered In Song Titles And Lyrics
Hopin When I Grew Up That Id Record An My Idols Would Hear It
But I Remained Realistic,Just A Small Town Kid An Shit Seems
That You Remain Small Even If You Got Big Dreams
You Get What You Put In,So I Became Quite Determined
Trying To Be A New School Rapper With Money..Just A Tighter Version
You Couldnt Take My Drive,You Couldnt Take The Love
Hip Hop Was In My System When I Rapped I Could Taste My Blood
Surely You Understand,Or Maybe You'll Never Understand
Most People Didnt..Saying "Whats Up With This Motherfucker Man?"
It Doesnt Matter,Cuz Im Gonna Go Out And Get It
I Dont Play Around..This Is My Life And I Live It No Messin
Just keyed something up..
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