learned nothing my brother Teacher to your kind Oh independence one [won] you nothing but a Sudden death in overtime Salute the flag's oppression your blessing I got a
learned nothing my brother Teacher to your kind Oh independence one [won] you nothing but a Sudden death in overtime Salute the flag?s oppression your blessing I got a
ve learned nothing my brother Teacher to your kind Oh independence one [won] you nothing but a Sudden death in overtime Salute the flag?s oppression your blessing I got a
One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin Representin all those who ain't got a pot to piss in Went from small timer to a top position I'm not kiddin
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this sickness from the Deepest darkest part of misery psycho alpha schizo Get your chick she digging me A.B.S.O.L.U.T.E. P.O.W.E.R. See me clownin',
my teacher was a dude He taught me how to pimp the teachers into breakin' the rules, sho My Fourth grade teacher Man, she had a badunkadunk If I would shot from a 'A
down T is for teaching U is for united V is for very important players invited W is for my wordies on the team We all souljas out that u-p-t R.I.P. to
than a damn school teacher Ignorant redneck, squeal, squeal, squeal I'm gettin' tired of dealin' with the P I G C O W A R D Cro magnum, meter maid fed
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mornin' class" "Good mornin' teacher" "I'm your teacher Mr.KJ-52" "Hi, Mr.52" "Now sit down, sit down, now , today we goin' To be learnin' our 'ABC's'" "
-J-K-L-M-N-O-P Q-R-S T-U-V W-X Y and Z Oh how happy I will be once I teach you the kinky A-B-C A-B-C You and me A-B-C You and me A-B-C (A-B-C)
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boroughs Yeah, my name's whispered in the ghettos When I'm on stage, I write a book, flip a page Write a chapter, and leave a hell of a phrase Now, before
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