Thursday, April 12, 2007

im not done

yeah im white
but im still tight
and it dosent mean
i cant be a rapper
-right?
okay by the end of the day
im gonna spray and stay
drop down and away
my heart stop beating right where
i lay.i wanna jam!
not stay here watch bam
or a clam
why?
cuz im stam and i dont cram.

*chorus*
bush on a stick taste like chicken wings
but dosent everything?
dinner time!
-ding ding-
heres your fries
theese guys see corruption in
disguise.

i aint
aristotle
but i dont do baby
bottle or a coddle
and i dont want to
be a role model.
theyre stackin'
and jackin'
and whakin'
and tappin'
and cocaine-crackin'
but i aint even
packin' on the
shelf know why?
cuz im twelve.
i cant find a good seat
till we meet
-sweet!-
i aint a creep of
the sky or the land
or the sea where its deep
or the mountain where its
steep im a lamb god damn,not a sheep!

*chorus*
bush on a stick taste like chicken wings
but dosent everything?
dinner time!
-ding ding-
heres your fries
theese guys see corruption in
disguise.

teachers and preachers were
sitting on bleachers
theyre sick just like a horror flick
theyre trying
to get ya
grade 6 mj is gonna molest ya
in school were here to learn!
even if youre dumb
and youre 12
and you say oh burn!
this is a system we got goin here
no need to jeer or to cheer
you think i got dumb over the course of one year?


*chorus*
bush on a stick taste like chicken wings
but dosent everything?
dinner time!
-ding ding-
heres your fries
theese guys see corruption in
disguise.