Verse 1 Im sick, somewhere I must of caught diseases From Marshall cause for some reason I just cant stop succeedin Its partially from being lost at sea Feeling like I can walk with ease while even being part palegic Im the philosophies prodigy of prophecy like Socrates A lot to see like world renowned soccer teams Youre probably not following, so I soul heartily Swear weak is not me, when you think great Well ya thought of me Its seems I came into a world in atrocity and possibly Ive subconsciously thought Id stop some policies That let our politics and politicians start to cop our things The war on drugs is to put the only dealers in the pharmacies Apart from the hypotheses, a skill like carpentry or botany Is probably the most valuable thing like property! Trust me, Im honest constantly. Pardon me Im just lost for words and paused perturb, my apologies But Ill still sing Hook Be da bop x4 This needs to stop, this need or thought that lets the people to be beat by cops Its almost like no matter what they couldnt give a shit if were pleased or not As useless as tooth less shark, prove that you can have a new fresh start Be da bop x4 At three my moms would read some awful story about how to beat the odds Ive tried to be the man that she could look up at and see in stars But now I bet she looks down on me ever since Ive seized this art Verse 2 My childhood was something more like now you should Stay in the shallow pool of life like the way a coward would Had to make myself strong like pallet wood Cause the weight of the world is heavy Im finna break this stool Oh well, only one carrying it so I guess I look a fool Mistook for cool one of the worn out old rusty useless tools Do you know how it feels being told yous a fool Cause youre always tryna find a way everybodys beautiful? I used to get ridiculed for thinking wearing suits was cool Almost every time Ive been told, That life dont suit ya, Jules! And Im smart as fuck but Ive been told by useless fools That if I follow the money itll make me completely whole Whatever, anything anyone else has done good Ive done better But somell tell ya, at sixteen my wits were intensely swift Picked a bit til I could hit me licks Try to stick it in the pretty chicks But theyre harder than Mayweather reading Harry Potter sentences Im barely an adult and Ive managed well enough Havent landed in the cut or been bandaged for more than cuts Grasped a silver tongue and still as candid as a blunt The way I compare to the rest is like a commander to his grunts Why is supposedly the only way to be successful is through college degrees Man, that bothers me. I sought harmony and fought for me Pardon me I lost my train of thought, my apologies But Ill just sing Hook Be da bop x4 At three my moms would read some awful story about how to beat the odds Ive tried to be the man that she could look up at and see in stars But now I bet she looks down on me ever since Ive seized this art Be da bop x4 Moneys the real schedule one drug we all cant seem to stop The only ones to pay to live on this planet like we can leave this rock This needs to stop. Ill fight until I bleed out or drop Verse 3 Currently, its common courtesy to repay with cotton currency That is tainted and thats our biggest problem certainly I think the world would be better off if Everyone started burning green instead of dreams, its hurting me We murder teens by making them serve over seas turned burgundy For personal greed and tell them is in the countrys needs How much longer til we open our eyes and fucking see!? That the human race as a whole is crumbling All because of the fruit thats grown off of money trees But if we all dont get our heads up out our ass We could end up stumbling down a path Of brash thinking on fast ways we can be cash making Over the laughs made with bad ass friends n I cant stop it Even though Im trying to be the man God is! But still through all this constant nonsense Whats hardest is the garbage that gets our 1 Percenters pardoned If pro is the opposite of con, then whats the opposite of progress? This pompous economic markets causing profit for the gossip columns And this life is all we know, and thats where we got a problem Im not trying to reiterate Nas or Rakim But we should stop the violence over petty shit like rocks n diamonds I can already picture my son, even though Im not a father Lost in all the product our fathers brought down on us To piece through all their squabbles over profit No matter how inhumane it got to be. Ive sought harmony And fought for me, pardon me Ive lost my train of thought, my apologies Hook Be da bop x4 Moneys the real schedule one drug we all cant seem to stop The only ones to pay to live on this planet like we can leave this rock This needs to stop. Ill fight until I bleed out or drop Be da bop x4 Its almost like no matter what they couldnt give a shit if were pleased or not This needs to stop. Ill fight until I bleed out or drop
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