quadeca - flatline* lyrics
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[lyrics from snippet]
[verse]
i don’t need to go to college to heat a couple degrees
come and ask your girl, and why she be f+ckin’ with me?
livin’ at the top, i’ve been breathing comfortably
yeah, he ain’t up to my league, it seems i’m runnin’ these streets
give a blind man something to see, don’t got a degree
but i still be lecturing all these students confidently
i got a lot that i teach, so please be coppin’ a seat
i can teach your white grandma how to rock on a beat
i’m the judge, laying down the law on this beat
this a sermon, i can’t even write a song to this beat
dishing out sentences, you better be [?]+
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