I made a prayer, I made a scene
Just got off the phone telling Him all my dreams
I've waited, I'm educated, I paid for the celebration
I even got the degree in the mail,
I'm certified, I aint never got high,
or had a drink, you can see my sink -
it's full of dirty dishes;
no respect, get back if you want to have a track, a chance,
to be heard, by the big G-Unit,
P-you know it, this song doesn't make a word of sense,
it's non-sense, out-of-cents, broke as a broken window,
why you still readin??
Educated, I'm freshly demonstrated
All I learnt at school
Was something about mental menstruation
Mental masturbation
Everybody's (taking care of their ideas)
But I fear
None of your fears
Have any basis
Forget the chase
Forget the space
Of lies
You don't have the time
Get in line
Throw your guns down
Get out of shame
You're out of time
And I'm done waitin!
So forget your badge, this aint no Cop Shop!
Breakfast of Slop
What are we, the big W O R K H O U S E
Oliver, Oliver, he did dare
To stand and face the old man and stare
And told him, old man I'm fed up with you
You can't even feed your kids enough for you
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