y'all can fuck off Man fuck y'all Yo Jeckel Brothers out May 25th juggalos Yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck off, fuck off, fuck off Alright don't let the door hit
go to schools when the teachers ain't helpin' us out? My art teacher drive a Benz but he ain't bein' artistic I got music second period but the class
success. He heads his class at ocs. It makes a fella proud to be a soldier! Our old mess sergeant's taste buds had been shot off in the war. But his
no replacement for your smiling pretty eyes The way you never cursed at me, even when I made you cry We've come a long way, since that very first day Skipping class
, buildin' beats, killin' tracks and that's that (Chorus) (Verse 3) I started off young, took a couple wrong paths Gimme a second, gimme a second; yo I started off
, shit from no man, especially from no assholes, class is to much, I flex words like muscle, and I ain't a hustla but I'm livin' off my hustle, digin'
whatever he has to A man is the last thing you should fear it aint considered a crim unless they catch you We all die 1 day... Obie Trice: Niggas,
' do whatever he has to A man is the last thing you should fear it aint considered a crim unless they catch you We all die 1 day... Obie Trice: Niggas
be scared A real nigga is gonna do whatever he has to A man is the last thing you should fear it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you We all die one day
your soul I set styles off dog, y'all are fuckin' mimics Man, I talk more shit than pro-lifers in abortion clinics Run my mouth off like high school
have a flow, your breath smells like a platano [Swel Boogie] HOLD UP ASSHOLE, don't be tryna cut me off, 'cause you soft And, that's the second time
decapitate the bird case, featherweight Critical thinking, while you at water that concentrate Xzibit crash the gate, heavyweight, box 'em in Seal off the exits, then cut off
my job I press and twist knobs Just to make your head nod All you wack rappers need to keep your day job And my work here is done, I'm a take the day off
5th wheel reclinin' on dem boys See a playa hustlin', comin' up from nothin' Strugglin', tryna come up on dem boys Day to day, grindin', I knocked off
your do' long, try to hit these blocks and mash Be careful though, you got niggaz that watch your stash And the second you slip get off his hip, gon
on Edna for everything from books to the baloney in her lunch And Edna's temper every day was growin' mighty thin So to avoid the clash she changed her class
stone And in the middle of it was a hole One day he had to go from his cave in Natchez To his uncle's cave in Mobile I said, "Round off those corners
straight face i know you are pissed in the past and you were put off why dotn you take it out on me and shoot the last of ur foot off? Switzerland, what