a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

sha stimuli - jail university lyrics

pre-chorus vamp

i went to college and got knowledge but
went to college and got knowledge but
went to college and got knowledge but

chorus

i shoulda went to prison
i shoulda went to prison
i shoulda went to prison
my moms would’ve been trippin’
i shoulda went to prison
i shoulda went to prison
it’s tough to see my vision but

verse 1

jail over yale
rikers over rutgers
cell instead of dorms,  inmates for frat brothers
chow, not the caf,  letters instead of email
quarters for the jack,  my hand is a female
i shoulda went to prison,  i shoulda went to prison
i’d have gotten three meals and showers
free gear, mad books,  daylight for an hour
i ain’t need fun, right now i need funds
when i got out, all of my boys would have been prouder
like, “my dude is home!”
bokeem woodbine in jason’s lyric
stringer bell picking avon up
it’s a bigger celebration than graduation, you hate to hear it
but it’s the truth, i just wake y’all up
this ain’t play-play ‘cause i came aiming to game change
and with a record, it would help out my record, a safe haven
for rappers that spout violence or even that drop science
without some proof of your struggle, that hustle, they not buying
i’m a graduate, i’m glad for it, but d-mn i had to pay
they could’ve wrapped my wrists and had me clipped and locked my -ss away
instead, i’m mad and p-ssed, ‘cause i be rapping slick, but half my days
they treat me average and i owe m-ssive chips to sallie mae

chorus

i shoulda went to prison
i shoulda went to prison

verse 2

i’d have been successful at rapping, flowing and spitting
if i dropped out of college, pushed o’s and then went to prison
no, it’s not a guarantee but i could have saved on tuition
when you pen alb-ms while you in the pen, people listen
inst-tution of correction, over one with higher learning
chances are in my profession, there would be a higher earning
college gave a little knowledge when i had that fire burning
but i want the streets to love me, so i guess the tide is turning
either weed-head, hipster or i join the elite dead
can’t be a thug without street cred
do a couple years, i could say i used to hustle and squeeze lead
and i only rap now ‘cause i need bread
can’t flash money on worldstar, or stunt in front the cameras
with my drugs and my jewels and my dudes with all our hammers
making threats, taking bets, it’d be hard to raise my status
if people knew i was p-ssing all my cl-sses on a campus
spofford over harvard,  prison over princeton
state pen instead of penn state,  i got you listening
the yard, not the u,  freedom, i’m prepared to lose
choose solitary confinement instead of syracuse
i would’ve seen more,  bet i would’ve done more
this is just a theory y’all,  truly i am unsure
sure i would have had to sell weight, break some gun laws
even if my verses were unflawed, n-body cares
i shoulda went to prison,  i shoulda went to prison
saigon said i was tripping when i said that maybe prison
was the piece that might be missing from my story and my mission
‘cause he lived inside that system for some years his family missed him
when i watched him tell his stories, it intrigued me and i listened and
the same with maino, he came home and hit the pavement
with the att-tude that he was gon’ get in the game and take it
i was getting in the game but i was
thinking i could change it
i was,  living with my mother, i got further education
man i could’ve read those books inside a cell without a major
or professors, or a dorm i could’ve studied with the nation
met some bloods and crips, and repped a set and gained a reputation
wouldn’t have these student loans, yo they be garnishing my wages
i don’t know who would have visited or who’d have wrote me letters
i don’t think my commissary would have been too filled with cheddar
but i would have dodged the “h-m-” situations if they set it
i got peoples, i know lifers, i could fight, and i’ll be dead before,  i get violated
i’m stating this but i’m jaded, i know i got you debating
like maybe he might be crazy
for praising prison i’m praying that this is simply a phase i’m just saying
all my fans don’t give a d-mn about my grades
i’d rather the aggravation of losing emanc-p-tion
and being incarcerated and feeling emasculation
and possible lacerations and pleasure from masturbation
i guess that my fascination with jail is an aberration to y’all
i sound stupid as h-ll
think if i moved in a cell, well then my music would sell
it’s kind of ignorant and different, but i spit it so well
that college has to be the reason my career ain’t excel
i know j. cole sold, maybe he’s the one exception, some people took a cl-ss or two, but i ain’t skip a session or semester
it affected my blessings, maybe it lessened my breadwinning i’m guessing
because i got all those lessons
kanye dropped out, you seen what happened after
drake left school and became a successful rapper
i should’ve been clapping and trapping and busting caps
instead of pledging in a frat to become an alpha or kappa
could have tossed a couple clips and not a graduation cap
look i was slacking, hope i got a reaction

chorus

- sha stimuli lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS