Lyrics

[PART I] (What are you doing step-bro?) [Verse one: J 40] Mhmm Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Everyday I wake up to the same bullshit Elementary I'ma learn my elements Lemme tell you somethin' elementary (Yeah lemme tell a somethin') Who's fault is this Who's fault is this why this happening to me Everyday thoughts everyday I see Name one thing I can't go back to Sumn on da rap sheet that I cannot combat to Elementary, sad days, elementary Bad days Elementary, evеryday Im stuck in my ways, every day Niggas was buggin evеry day couldn't get a break 20's came and i should've passed away Shut ya ass up you talk e'ery fuckin day Favorite thing to eat was that salad chick-fa-la Elementary Elementary Elementary Elementary Only thing i could remember is playing with my brudda Whole world collapsed if i was under the weatha Yall caused this, life gets dumber and number [PART II] [Verse one: A 30] Life craziest when my mom wept made me feel all dead like a tv show when it end Deep 'til you reach my torso and shed I'm the moth to the flame and the flame is the way I guess my sense wasn't made Point taken in bed I fucking hate all the red The blood painting the sheet the fucking feeling of creeps toke light its fate Im a man but it can wait Roll up to the pangeant dick tied to my waist Dad hating with haist ate the game with the paist J 40 my friend for some fucking shit Met him while I was like nine facing neglect Downed beer at thirteen that shit was a morphine Orphan hop hope on this beat making queers flick the bean 'Til its sporsin Vowing the portion of a white fa-mi-ly back in man-hatty that fatty ate a triple deluxe patty A 30 what not Fat bitches white knot Obama suck my cock You fucking cum sock voe is on top [Verse two:A 30] Morbid obese kid eating orbeez Forsee the shadowing end of a lot Nazi all dead with a rifle I'll cycle through the dick of a blob (shit after a week my body would rot) Crazy that hitter Im A 30 see deficite Rise on my cock and dip Hating perfect kids Like what do you excuse for mister No ill parents ready to blister Every thing I hate came from I Annoying as is let me die Plead 'til my knees shattered Ratter ratted on his masters I dont want this basic life If I dont pass this system Risk em no life after Disasters, can't focus in school means no masters And if i can't deal with it i got no luck, (shit this school systems fucking fucked me up) Wait my mama can't job Cause of injury faggots soft You won't pay Wait whatchu mean we only got Six K Its fucked? Can I do anything about suck my cock? motherfucka lives off rocks And I guess we rolled our luck Made us go back to the rags While these fags living off of our misery Hopefully they dive right back into pivotry Aye the yolk making brokies die symmetry Like we back in elementary Riding the cycle Hand tied on his back then crack A30 shits racked managers kill but voe attacks you faggot (Fuck)