Reggie Miller

Lyrics

[Intro:] What would you do if I sang out of tune? Would you stand up and walk out on me? Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song I will try not to sing out of key [Verse 1: Billy Woods] A business proposition for you Rhyme books pure gold, greatest stories never told Pawn shop said twenty-five beans, sold What can I say, you can't eat soul And it's the fine line 'tween shwag and mid-grade Jail cells and heydays, classics is stuff that's just old, sixth grade Dead program and mean mugging cops, paper football, I got the props Tenth grade we discovered rocks, yeah shit done changed The more it changed the more it stayed the same, that dumb shit We smoked dumb bricks, dub cassettes, bag of nicks Phillies split, Wu Tang hoodies, we was down at fifths That old irk and jerk, nowadays x-dro is just person Frowned if it ain't grippy, hotel rooms piffy Easing yachts down the Panama Canal, New Jacking city Twist the dial, slow mo on the fake titties, godfathers like black and mild [Interlude:] There are a lot of things about junior high life that might seem simple to an outsider, but they're not. Take the fifteen minutes before homeroom every morning; what you do with those fifteen minutes is pretty much everything there is to say about you as a human being [Verse 2: Priviledge] Tenuous situations got my mind racing, facing on a daily basis son Streets drive my crazy these days, turned to weed for stress But found cess sessions trying to plague decisions made Had to make concessions confessions of a dangerous mind Labor intensive you'll find, some assembly required Stay on the grind like drill beds and jackhammers Plastic tubes where train wreck a jack carol Label motherfuckers like a price gun Rubber peet touch, light your life up Cover buzz with so much keef, they call them beach bums Sand in every crack and crevice, hash plan had to get it In the pounds of domination, shuttle to the meeting place Trevy fountain, throw a leary in the wishing place Way from the geleterian, gelate in hand International students back for my bag With the grams wrap four full plates of food Make the move for [?] to drive you up By midnight I'm the genus blowing trees on a gondola [Interlude:] I think it—maybe before the speech, people thought of Negroes as a group that maybe they didn't like. But the speech made them realize the Negroes are just people, and they have the same feelings that all other people do [Outro:] [?]