Textbook Stuff Lyrics - Zero Heroes - Xv

[Chorus] 

There, there baby, it's just textbook stuff 

It's in the ABC of growing up 

There, there baby, it's just textbook stuff 

It's in the ABC of growing up 

[XV - Verse 1] 

Yeah, three women raised me 

Famous footwear paid me 

Not enough to blow up but sure enough 

Cause I aint f-cking lazy 

If teachers thought I was dumb or crazy, or both 

With hopes of being a Nas or Jay-Z, I smoked 

In my chair, in my braids, my hair wasn't waves 

Being fly was priority to the lowest 

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way 

The dead society of a poet 

Homie I'm focused but thats something that a dude can't prove 

I mean fair, I was damn near invisible at school 

So I banged for a minute cause all my n-ggas was crippin' 

Just me and two of my dudes, blue man group 

Had dreams of doing things they said you can't do 

Cause everything aint black and white, unless you chew bamboo 

So I was after big bills like a toucan dude? 

All the while my mamma asking why I'm chewing at school 

She said 

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[XV - Verse 2] 

So why I aint go to college 

My mammas ultimatum made me say that I know I got it 

My n-ggas said D's buggin' 

Stay on your computer software de-buggin' 

But we holding hardware cause we thuggin' 

Now they in the trap house with some guns they dun borrowed 

And all this snow, I call it empty sorrow 

With plans to reach the end even if I had to start slow 

Sold CD's in the mall making dough like Sbarro's 

Then I left the hood, like f-ck it, don't need the cargo 

They banking out on you well, and I don't mean Fargo 

But even if you leave somehow it try to follow 

Baby brother took a charge hotter than Lebron and Rondo 

Tryna keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible 

Cause they say your mind is idol, it's a devils toy aisle 

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol 

I told him sit down, this information is vital 

Look 

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[Kendrick Lamar - Verse 3] 

Living my life like I'm living right in the midst of a fire pit 

The gang banging and the violence is the sweetest song 

In a room with the heart of a violin 

Don't violate my patience, I'm waiting 

To kill a man as I stare at the celiing fan 

As a fan of these wicked streets 

If I gotta eat, I steal like a metal peice 

Screaming now, f-ck the police 

I'm dealing my cards with jokers on 'em 

You can disown him or stone him 

I'm throwin' them rocks back with a flurry of bullets 

You couldn't live your life for the moment 

When I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as sharp as the teeth showing 

I'm in the back of a black Buick, finna black out like February 

Ay, thats how blacks do it right? 

I cut off my ears before I hear your advice and vice versa 

I'm screaming for help as loud as I can but thats not working 

I'm working them corners like Blueprints 

Then cut a L on my first offence 

The judge threw the book at me than said this 

[Chorus]