Be so heavenly, bear witness to my situation.

Orchestrated with this melody Passion pours out like a level of Robin Hood

What I've been through in the middle of that school year.

In the middle of the road, yeah It goes way up, which is the matter of time before it came up I sit and got it just lined up like a rager Paul and Lee say Dutch travel the world, major, major I've been dope, I'm lever, I'm paddling, making the naysayers believe us

Scribble and dabble, begin developing the ether.

Smelling me out, I may give it out to the people.

I'm lethal.

Inside my life, I don't think.

Spittin' the venom, I know it don't stink Can you smell that?

It's the Miyagi, I make a run to tell that No one hear that

All my life

I wasn't good enough

Let us sit down and sing.

Now my shit don't stink

True love.

No, my shit don't stink.

Okay.

And I used to get picked on in the millennium, getting licked on.

So don't they want to off them to the left and they never lost them?

People think I'm awesome, radical, and my tongue is...

We'll be right back.

We do the same thing, but we ain't the same at it.

And we the only niggas that watchin' At the top we poppin' If we flopped then they got no option

Walk on water what you're supposed to think.

I'm a genius in my city, that's what I'm supposed to say.

All my life

I wasn't good enough

Don't sit, don't stay

Though my shit don't sing

Cheers.

No, my shit don't stink.

What if I really got to explain it?

It ain't because I'm famous.

The reason you're thinking that is potpourri in the anus.

Because I think I lived a lot of my life in freaking anguish.

I'm thinking famous.

Pick a name.

It's from this and Danish.

If I'm walking around like I'm the brownest off on your drainage pipe.

Better hope your water main is tight.

But if you're dumping on me, I know the name of the game is white.

I'm slow for breeze.

When I'm sitting on them, you think you better owe police.

Nose to me, and you get what come out of coca leaves.

Supposed to be high and mighty toilet bowl debris.

Socially, those hitting what I'm supposed to be.

Nosily, put their snars in the hole to see if my order be.

Thinking, but they notice me being better than ever.

Then I lower the sleeve.

Life.

I wasn't good enough

Don't sit, don't stand.

No, my shit don't stink

Oh, oh, oh

No, my shit don't stink.

Though my shit don't stink

No, my shit don't stink

Oh!

Oh.