You dont see just how wild the crowd is
You dont see just how fly my style is
I dont see why I need a stylist
When i shop so much i can speak italian
I dont kno i just want it better for my kids
And i aint sayin we was from the projects
But everytime i wanna lay away or deposit
My dad'll say when you see close, close your eye lids
We was sort of like Will Smith and his son
In the movie i aint talkin' bout the rich ones
Cuz every summer
He'll get some brand new head brain scheme to get rich from
And i dont know what he did for dough
But he'll send me back to school with a new wardrobe
and ehh, ehh, ehh ,ehh
When it feel like livings harder than dying
For me giving up's way harder than trying
Lauren Hill said her heart was in Zion
I wish her heart still was in rhyming
Cuz who the kids gon' listen to
Huh I guess me if it isnt you
Last week i payed a visit to the institute
They got the Dropout keepin' kids in the school
If not for pledge atleast for the principle
They got the CD they got to see me
Drop gyms like i droped out of PE
They used to feel invisible
Now they now they invincible
torsdag 20 september 2007
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