| Paint that picture real quick
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| That public school bullshit I went through or whatever if you want to call it
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| Understand where I’m coming from
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| School daze in this mother fucker
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| Vick and Mohammed told me ride on these niggas
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| I told them stop it, that’s a problem cause I fathered these niggas
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| You see a lot of these niggas, just is part of my vision
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| They got rich up off my image, what they gonna do when I switch it
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| I got bitches on bitches, cause my penmanship pimpin'
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| Fuck a pen man my mind is a palette, fuck around turn a track to a picture
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| Hol' up, this art class for them trap doors and react to it
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| I was out there when them packs moved, but never got to it cause I had school
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| That’s a fact too, my class full when I had to
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| No gym class for your bitch ass, you can get cut up with a number 2
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| Come through with that gun too, how a rap nigga make me uncomfortable
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| Nigga wouldn’t believe it only me and a teacher
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| Up in woodshop class without a tool
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| Just another nigga with an attitude
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| Slingin' adderall to a latitude
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| Couple blacks and latins, I was astronaut, then when the spaceman jump man I
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| need the loot
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| Short bus on the way to school, hoes puttin' this game to lose, but I came to
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| won
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| Went to school with some cold-blood niggas, I ain’t finna be scared of y’all,
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| God damn
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| A few shinin' stars know exactly who you are
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| Be your shinin' star
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| Every intention to ride on these niggas
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| Eatin' free lunch Monday through Friday just like all of these niggas
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| But I ain’t tryna grow up like all of these niggas
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| But I ain’t tryna be in wars with all of these niggas
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| I’m a blend in, I’m a get in where I fit in, I’m a do me
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| See some white kids in the hallway, they get all A’s but they do E
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| Truthfully as far as shootin' fouls I was 2 and 3
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| My record doe, they respect it doe, cause them group home niggas was just too
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| deep
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| And we was too deep, and it’s a big difference
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| Niggas talkin' bout bullies I saw children on dippers
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| Mothers is strippers, trouble was frequent
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| Survival of the fittest, weaklings don’t make it a weekend
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| And to think these rappers still tryna scare somebody
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| Still never hit a body, wrote a million songs about it
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| And meanwhile I’m the shit like a fully-functioning somersaulting porta-potty
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| 'Til I’m off to college
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| School daze |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Skool Daze , by - Wale. Song from the album Folarin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп