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

[XV - 1]
Yeah, three women me
footwear paid me
Not enough to blow up but enough
Cause I aint lazy
If teachers I was dumb or crazy, or both
With hopes of a Nas or Jay-Z, I smoked
In my chair, in my braids, my hair wasn't
Being fly was to the lowest
I would stand on my desk to see the world in a different way
The society of a poet
Homie I'm focused but something that a dude can't prove
I fair, I was damn near invisible at school
So I banged for a minute all my n-ggas was crippin'
Just me and two of my dudes, man group
Had dreams of things they said you can't do
Cause aint black and white, unless you chew bamboo
So I was after big bills like a dude?
All the my mamma asking why I'm chewing at school
She

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

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
Living my like I'm living right in the midst of a fire pit
The gang banging and the 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 stare at the fan
As a fan of wicked streets
If I gotta eat, I steal like a metal
Screaming now, f-ck the
I'm dealing my with jokers on 'em
You can disown him or him
I'm throwin' rocks back with a flurry of bullets
You couldn't live your life for the
When I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as as the teeth showing
I'm in the back of a black Buick, finna out like February
Ay, thats how blacks do it
I cut off my ears before I hear advice and vice versa
I'm for help as loud as I can but thats not working
I'm working them like Blueprints
cut a L on my first offence
The judge threw the book at me said this