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There, there baby, it's just stuff
It's in the ABC of up
There, there baby, it's just stuff
It's in the ABC of up

[XV - 1]
Yeah, three raised me
footwear paid me
Not enough to blow up but sure
Cause I aint f-cking
If teachers I was dumb or crazy, or both
With of being a Nas or Jay-Z, I smoked
In my chair, in my braids, my hair waves
Being fly was priority to the
I stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way
The society of a poet
Homie I'm focused but thats something a dude can't prove
I mean fair, I was damn near at school
So I banged for a minute all my n-ggas was crippin'
me and two of my dudes, blue man group
Had dreams of doing things they you can't do
everything aint black and white, unless you chew bamboo
So I was after big like a toucan dude?
All the while my asking why I'm chewing at school
She

[XV - 2]
So why I aint go to
My mammas made me say that I know I got it
My n-ggas said D's
Stay on computer software de-buggin'
But we holding cause we thuggin'
Now they in the trap house with some guns dun borrowed
And all this snow, I call it sorrow
With plans to reach the end even if I had to start
Sold in the mall making dough like Sbarro's
Then I left the hood, like f-ck it, don't the cargo
banking out on you well, and I don't mean Fargo
But even if you leave somehow it try to
Baby brother took a charge hotter than Lebron and
Tryna keep his up while his eyes are in the bible
Cause they say your mind is idol, it's a toy aisle
My nephew looking at me cause his is his idol
I him sit down, this information is vital

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
Living my life like I'm living in the midst of a fire pit
The banging and the violence is the sweetest song
In a room with the of a violin
Don't my patience, I'm waiting
To kill a man as I at the celiing fan
As a fan of wicked streets
If I gotta eat, I steal like a peice
Screaming now, the police
I'm dealing my cards jokers on 'em
You can him or stone him
I'm throwin' them rocks back a flurry of bullets
You couldn't live your for the moment
I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as sharp as the teeth showing
I'm in the back of a black Buick, finna black out like
Ay, thats how do it right?
I cut off my ears I hear your advice and vice versa
I'm for help as loud as I can but thats not working
I'm working them like Blueprints
Then cut a L on my offence
The judge threw the book at me said this