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Class Clown

I love words. I thank you for hearing my words. I want to tell you something about words that I think is important. They're my work, they're my play,

into the lab That's how much I want this music shit to last, An some days I feel it's movin to fast Schools gone pass, not rememberin a class, Start to

: Ayoo, you see that girl walk by man... Woooff, she's something else. I gotta say some, you kna what I'm sayin. Glance at her when she walking by,

: [Intro:] Yeah All these hatas their just forced to hate no reason (fuck ya'll) Don't really know who I am at all (fuck ya'll mutha fuckas) So I guess

: Y'all ain't doin' jack shit, just a buncha has beens What the fuck happened? why you stop rappin? Huh? I'm the future, tryna ball like a hoopa Attack

: (Ay yo Josh Ay yo where the fuck you at man? What you mean you on your way yo Our session was at 9 it's fuckin' 11 I'm out here, blow smokin L's Waitin

This silent house has got me thinking I cannot get out without the wind that blows the air in here around this silent room has got me thinking I'll be

Youre flying through space on these wasted nights Ill drop you off at Jupiter and say goodbye Ill head off into outer-space itll be out of context and

over now Because I used to love her but it's all over now Well, she used to run around with every man in town She spent all my money, playing her high class