i dont have a science book anymore i graduated to chem101 so yeah nice try

lol yeah whos the best 5 rappers of all time....C1 , C1,C1 , C1 and C1 cuz i take my time writing raps

another good skit he did

thats it tri state aint workin together im shuttin pb down me n my boy laugh about this shit at work all day

Miraculously, you manage to catch supremagnetic off-guard and snatch $416,141 from him

fuck it preme paid me to keep it open

[Verse 3]

This ain't a diss record

This a real record

How it feel to get exposed?

Don't you feel naked?

I was the fly on the wall, the shit I witnessed

I could say, shit, that make B look at you different

And my gangsta wasn't never on trial

But I was, I stood up tall, no snitching

But the rapper Shawn called the police on me

Cause I was front row at the Blueprint 3

I just wanted to see him MC

And reminisce when we was the R.O.C

But he called on the C.O.P's

Not only that, he brought in the F.E.Ds (snitch)

So that's telling me "F.U. Sig"

So F you too and F Bleek 3

See, whether I rap or riddle out this motherfucker

Pack a Gat keep a pistol out this motherfucker

Crack a brick down the middle out this motherfucker

My name good in every hood out this mother fucker

Motherfucker

[Styles P]

(Children) in the hood seem to die at a young age

Wakes and funerals'll make it feel like a Sunday

All they talk about, is money and gunplay

Only light they gettin is the one from the sun rays

(Children) no light bulb bright idea

Shame when "kill that nigga" is the right idea

Like a nigga lose his life, every night out here

Kinda hot, but they talk about ice out here

(Children) - is all some ill shit

12 to 19 all ready to kill shit

All of 'em is numb, don't none of 'em feel shit

It's just like a war zone, that's on some real shit

(Children) Homey, this is O.G. talk

Blow O.G. kush, for O.G. cough [coughing]

In the low-key V, shakin police off

Don't engage wit'cha enemy, you know he soft - whattup?

(Children) is all missing the roof over 'em

Lil' niggaz is hard, they don't know how to school 'em

They know how a sucka or a herb or a fool look

Know how a crack pack dope or the tool look

(Children) Yeah, the shit is real out here

Swear blood is like oil how it spill out here

If you ain't from out here then don't chill out here

The 9 mill', might pop your grill out here, yeah

[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch - singing]

Some days I might thank, God I don't have no (children)

To struggle this hard and it's a hassle (children)

Gotta teach 'em how to survive and win (children)

The whole future of the world depends on (children)

So I talk wise and speak clearly (children)

But still sometimes they don't hear me (children)

But when I open my heart I catch feelings (children)

Cause the kids need hope, they need healing (children)

THE CHILDREN

[Styles P]

(Children) and the birds play video games

Imitate whack rappers and the video dames

PlayStation, X-Box, laptop, desktop (dang)

I be askin myself, when will the mess stop?

(Children) Snotty lil' niggaz is too rude

All I know is cooler than YouTube, it's makin it easy

With nothin realistic you can see on the TV (NOTHIN)

But they call this reality show (yeah?)

(Children) It's time to, make um grasses grow

They'll - make 'em lazy, it's so crazy

Me I stay hazy, always keep a Dutch steamed

Cause they even't makin no buttons, it's just a touch screen

(Children) And they don't talk, they text

L-O-L, W-T-F

And I be like damn what the fuck is next?

Cause Mr. Illuminati seem to cut them checks, yeah