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

[XV - 1]
Yeah, three women me
Famous paid me
Not to blow up but sure enough
I aint f-cking lazy
If teachers thought I was dumb or crazy, or
With hopes of being a Nas or Jay-Z, I
In my chair, in my braids, my wasn't waves
Being fly was priority to the
I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a way
The dead society of a
Homie I'm focused but thats something that a dude can't
I mean fair, I was damn near invisible at
So I for a minute cause all my n-ggas was crippin'
me and two of my dudes, blue man group
Had dreams of doing they said you can't do
everything aint black and white, unless you chew bamboo
So I was after big bills like a dude?
All the while my mamma asking why I'm at school
She

[XV - 2]
So why I aint go to
My mammas made me say that I know I got it
My said 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 this snow, I it empty sorrow
plans to reach the end even if I had to start slow
Sold CD's in the making dough like Sbarro's
Then I the hood, like f-ck it, don't need the cargo
They out on you well, and I don't mean Fargo
But even if you somehow it try to follow
Baby took a charge hotter than Lebron and Rondo
Tryna keep his head up while his are in the bible
they say your mind is idol, it's a devils toy aisle
My looking at me cause his daddy is his idol
I told him sit down, this is vital

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
Living my life like I'm right in the midst of a fire pit
The banging and the violence is the sweetest song
In a with the heart of a violin
Don't violate my patience, I'm
To a man as I stare at the celiing fan
As a fan of these streets
If I eat, I steal like a metal peice
Screaming now, the police
I'm dealing my cards jokers on 'em
You can disown him or him
I'm throwin' rocks back with a flurry of bullets
You couldn't live life for the moment
When I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as as the teeth showing
I'm in the back of a black Buick, black out like February
Ay, thats how blacks do it
I cut off my ears before I hear your advice and vice
I'm screaming for help as loud as I can but not working
I'm working them like Blueprints
cut a L on my first offence
The judge the book at me than said this