| Learn, unlearn, relearn history
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| Trying to forget lies teachers told me
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| Jesus pieces don’t console me
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| These policies don’t control me
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| Hardknock school, drop jewels, build, destroy
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| We don’t wanna follow your rules
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| It’s hard not to pop tools, too-too-tools
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| When the odds ar against you
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| Cookin' in the chem lab, hear my people say
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| Ancestor.com messin' with the DNA
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| So you sayin' I ain’t really from the motherland?
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| Nubian and ain’t really my brotherman?
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| You peep the blueprint, next day they got another plan
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| Biased-ass tests usin' words we don’t comprehend
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| Excuse me, come again, I don’t understand
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| You took points off 'cause I used a colored pen (Damn)
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| Guess that’s rules of engagement
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| Just a couple of textbooks removed from a slave ship
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| Just a random blue pill choice in the matrix
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| Rudimentary foundations, the basics
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| Learn, unlearn, relearn history
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| Trying to forget lies teachers told me
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| Jesus pieces don’t console me
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| These policies don’t control me
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| Hardknock school, drop jewels, build, destroy
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| We don’t wanna follow your rules
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| It’s hard not to pop tools, too-too-tools
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| When the odds are against you
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| We don’t celebrate Columbus Day or Fourth of July
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| Black topic, oh we forced to reply
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| Source of the lie, eugenics offer knowledge you, you pick
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| Innocent school kid treated like she stupid
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| Plead allegiance, be obedient, and lead the class
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| Better love the land that don’t love your ass, so they ask
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| Disagree, get your name on the chalkboard
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| You don’t wanna hear my thoughts, what I need to talk for?
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| Be seen, not be heard
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| That’s word to every quote unquote educator AKA regulator
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| Excuse me, miss, we don’t need your miss education
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| Miss me with the misrepresentation
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| Learn, unlearn, relearn history
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| Trying to forget lies teachers told me
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| Jesus pieces don’t console me
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| These policies don’t control me
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| Hardknock school, drop jewels, build, destroy
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| We don’t wanna follow your rules
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| It’s hard not to pop tools, too-too-tools
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| When the odds are against you |