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Straight A’s (Explicit)歌词完整版
Straight A's (Explicit) - Coldxman
Lyrics by：Coleman Cruz Hughes
Composed by：Coleman Cruz Hughes
Yo
My momma raised in the flames of the South Bronx
Without a name and no food in the household
Me I was raised with a spoon in my mouth
Few cars and a yard cartoons not allowed though
I see my momma in my dreams when I'm pensive
I see you n***as throwin' shade in my mentions
I hit that with the sunray disinfectant
I put the double forte in offensive
Yeah I got straight A's at my prep school
I did
That's probably why I'm gettin' paid like The Mets do
Another day another check nothin' special
Another day same ten in my bedroom
Like Shabazz I was eighth grade president
Playin' jazz became my pain medicine
Saw you in congress wrong colored skin
Caught in the spotlight raw venison
You know how many people
Would love to see you fail at this ****
Fall flat on your face
Like Ye with a little more brains on him
Like Wayne with a little less braids on him
Like Wade how I dribble then fade on 'em
Like pain rip a edo tensei on 'em
Like Ye with a little more brains on him
I write tates like I'm Citizen Kane on 'em
I get paid all my dividends stay on me
I get paid every time that y'all hate on me
Yeah I make my own beats Dwight Schrute
Yeah my music on fleek I'm the maestro
Every syllable right like a haiku
I'm unkillable doomed if you try to
I'm addicted to rhymes and acai too
I could quit anytime I decide to
When they question my clout my authority
I be leavin' no doubt like Stefani
I'm the hootin'est-tootin'est Yosemite
Shootin' that fire between your ears
No felony
Brr-ahh
Droppin' facts a activist's worst enemy
Wait
When the **** did Carlton get d**e melodies
I been rappin' since back in the days my fro was big
I been nappin' my way through the great a-wokening
Yeah I'm everything rappers just ain't supposed to be
So I've been cast as a villain don't get close to me
Like Ye with a little more brains on him
Like Wayne with a little less braids on him
Like Wade how I dribble then fade on 'em
Like pain rip a edo tensei on 'em
Like Ye with a little more brains on him
I write tates like I'm Citizen Kane on 'em
I get paid all my dividends stay on me
I get paid every time that y'all hate on me
