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All you crackahs is my ancestaz
You couldn't learn what's hip if you cram tested
Most my black and yellow ladies got your tans bested
The man's loosing power, thought you had you plans nested
Count your eggs before they hatch, I'ma push em
All three birds in my hand, so I bush em
Pause, stop it, seriously Jack
The raptures still conspiracy, the internet's a trap
But me I got the proof of it, I'm using it to move this shit
I google up your crew and you and see whats really true with it
And you can do the same for me which makes me live right
Meaning I will do anything that I'd admit that I like
And course you need to take what I write with a grain rice
Meaning that a lot has gone into that muthafuckas life
The air, dirt, water, all the molecules around it
The force; it binds us, penetrates, surrounds us
(Pause again) I found this data up at school
And in movies, and on T.V. and I don't know if true
'Cause the sky is not blue, white light is every hue
Shit... I don't even really know if I am not you
Or you are not me, but how could this be
If we're a team how can we compete for college degrees
See, I don't see college as a product for me
I think I'm a product of college, givin' em promo for free
Fuck that, all this music shit I taught myself
For computer savvyness Google was my only help
So if theory writings help your dumbass, they're not for me
I want tools, Universities just got bureaucracy
I want to spread my truths, while I rock a beat
These theorist got a lot letters fillin up their sheets
Go and get a real job loser, hit the streets
Instead of causeing the social trends you think you see
Exotification? You claim I love my girl cause she asain
That theory is racist and I ain't complacent
Why would I be white to date her, then switch to black to rap
These crackah's think I think black when I'm doing that
What? I just think I'm atoms eaten by my mom and dad
What? You are what you eat and that's an obvious fact
But faithful wack mutherfuckers go and laugh at that
Eating shit and that's probably why youre stupid and fat
Woah Jack. Hold back, youre just spewing your thoughts
You need to write that shit out, or they'll be left lost
But I'm like fuck it, I'll post all the lyrics online
So you break up the lines, and try to break in my mind
To summarize, everything we know is repetition
I know the facts I know and I will search for those I'm missing
Nothings true, its just right twice or more
Now I'ma hit up WIkipedia then write some more
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