d4oesz class of '24 şarkı sözleri

Nigga I'm back, teaching young niggas how to rap Cuz too many lost in the trap, young niggas live fast Like a green light on a drag I'ma run you niggas down on this track I'm spazzing, I'm mad Too many freshman's in class Nigga this a school for the grads Y'all niggas ain' pass Me, I done studied my ass off Came too far for held back Passing every class with a A But freshman's in the way of the seniors that's really getting paid I'm never acting amazed, new rappers riding the wave No Tombstone when you lying in grave Call it"Murder He Wrote" cuz these words I've been dying to say Don't turn me to a school shooter, have me fire up the place The double XL cover should retire the page Influencing weak niggas only inspire my rage I'ma lion in cage only trying to save a game that's falling off But obviously I'm kind of too late I'm from the pi of the state and ain' no slice of the cake If you ain' putting in the work or giving dough up to bake F*ck out the kitchen I'm sick of the wackest rappers you mention Only hot under conditions that never write what they spitting You ghost written rappers pick apart in a minute I pick apart like a car, I'm building start up to finish The hardest in it I take the teeth and saw where ya limb is Thinking you hard when you isn't You wanna spar? Where the gym is? F*ck the fame, most these lames only all for the image It's a shame that they claiming they a star independent Y'all an appendix, you pointless and we lost to ya limits You steady claiming you a dog but you soft as an kitten Lord is forgiving But me, I will not start with you children So shut f*ck up while I use this chalk for attendance Nigga I'm back, teaching young niggas how to rap Cuz too many lost in the trap, young niggas live fast Like a green light on a drag I'ma run you niggas down on this track I'm spazzing, I'm mad Too many freshman's in class Nigga this a school for the grads Y'all niggas ain' pass Me, I done studied my ass off Came too far for held back Ding ding letting school in Class is now in session, other rappers is truant I take ya new friends and turn 'em in like a loose end Cool kids wanna get inked like it's two pens New kids scared to speak up like they muted Foolish using new rap as influence Fluently flowing like I'm coolant Schooling these new rappers as students Books open Chapter one on this rapping son Is this rapping done? If you become a rapper, don't you become a average one Thinking this class is dumb is the fastest way to get out of 'em I've been auditing all these artist who only rap for fun Chapter two is the habit to be compatible With every avenue that you passing through as a rapper dude If you lacking truth then you need to go back establish proof Every rapper as real as his word, factual Chapter three is just smashing beats like detaching leaves Some rappers leave cuz they cannot compete when after me We trapping heat like we creases upon some khaki knees Casually killing commoners coming up counting casualties Chapter four is the rapping goat with established flows The habit grows when you over rappers that's claiming pro We packing shows, bad to the bone like catacombs Killing 'em all, chapter closed Nigga I'm back, teaching young niggas how to rap Cuz too many lost in the trap, young niggas live fast Like a green light on a drag I'ma run you niggas down on this track I'm spazzing, I'm mad Too many freshman's in class Nigga this a school for the grads Y'all niggas ain' pass Me, I done studied my ass off Came too far for held back
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