[Intro]
Yo, what are the reviews gonna say on this one?
We already knew he could rap?
What? He overdoing it?
Like somehow it's bad I mastered my craft
I don't got shit to prove
I don't need you to approve of it
[Verse 1]
It all started with "Party and Bullshit", then saw the flaming bush
Parted the seas the moon hardly been pulling, keep it pushing
Read a book or keep it shush
How the tide so tied to a rock in the sky? Look
Could see it from Dubai all the way to Brooklyn
Sometimes it eclipse, shit, whatever to keep you looking
Don't that make you blind?
I ain't know, I ain't slow, but I never was a pro when it came to sciencе
I'm just bold 'cause I was exposed
Listеned to what I was told from every single soul
Mix it all up in a pot, give it a different tone
Lot of college kids piss me off, talk like fricking clones
Of the next half-ass old professor (Uh)
But you can't talk to someone that don't know the lecture (Nah)
You ever talk to someone with no direction? (Uh)
Ever talk to someone who ain't go for letterman?
Sold anything they hold, slept at whoever's home would let 'em in
While you wrote letters hoping that they let you in
You ever talk to them? (Uh)
Graduated from a loud pack to some pounds, now he 'bout to get it in
For you, it was just cap and gowns, a little gin
From your father's liquor cabinet he finally let you in
But you lacked, blacked out, left you assed out on the couch
What I'm 'bout to have to say, don't get mad about
But, B, you ball like you got dragged out the house
I ball like, "We really talking 'bout practice now?"
You could laugh about it now
It's been long since, still some nonsense way they took it out of context, but what does it matter now?
On to the next stress in life I gotta solve, what's that all about?
Uh, uh (What's that all about?)
But its all good, just some more shit I had to rap about
Yo, what are the reviews gonna say on this one?
We already knew he could rap?
What? He overdoing it?
Like somehow it's bad I mastered my craft
I don't got shit to prove
I don't need you to approve of it
[Verse 1]
It all started with "Party and Bullshit", then saw the flaming bush
Parted the seas the moon hardly been pulling, keep it pushing
Read a book or keep it shush
How the tide so tied to a rock in the sky? Look
Could see it from Dubai all the way to Brooklyn
Sometimes it eclipse, shit, whatever to keep you looking
Don't that make you blind?
I ain't know, I ain't slow, but I never was a pro when it came to sciencе
I'm just bold 'cause I was exposed
Listеned to what I was told from every single soul
Mix it all up in a pot, give it a different tone
Lot of college kids piss me off, talk like fricking clones
Of the next half-ass old professor (Uh)
But you can't talk to someone that don't know the lecture (Nah)
You ever talk to someone with no direction? (Uh)
Ever talk to someone who ain't go for letterman?
Sold anything they hold, slept at whoever's home would let 'em in
While you wrote letters hoping that they let you in
You ever talk to them? (Uh)
Graduated from a loud pack to some pounds, now he 'bout to get it in
For you, it was just cap and gowns, a little gin
From your father's liquor cabinet he finally let you in
But you lacked, blacked out, left you assed out on the couch
What I'm 'bout to have to say, don't get mad about
But, B, you ball like you got dragged out the house
I ball like, "We really talking 'bout practice now?"
You could laugh about it now
It's been long since, still some nonsense way they took it out of context, but what does it matter now?
On to the next stress in life I gotta solve, what's that all about?
Uh, uh (What's that all about?)
But its all good, just some more shit I had to rap about
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