Sabbath School - Original Mix
Uh, first off, fuck broke niggas with gold teeth
And them fat fuckers who wear skinny jeans
All proceeds go to the foundation for dumb hoes who need more money for new weave
Pot smokers need more cash for weed
Shit my Netflix broke man, I can't watch blues street
Put your hands in the sky my brother
If you took a test high and passed with flying colors
Cosmogramma, I don't need your spell check
Just ensure my money's good, niggas can you spell "check"? (check!)
I'm on some fuck your life shit, ever since they turned my Aquarius to a Pisces
Now I'm flip-flopping through these zodiac signs
Tryna' find no one that understands that i'm a liar
Another day in the life of a nigga who thinks that every chick is a wifer
But I had this one bitch (Yeah?)
But fuck it, I had to leave her man (Why?)
I found out the bitch was a mac miller fan
Me and that nigga go together like black bitches with natural hair
This ain't cracker rap, don't go there
Bible said don't put no gods before me
So comparing me to anyone is blasphemy
So I'ma keep rapping circles around these Eminem wannabes
As long as Rick is gay, and the Government is taxing me!
I hate niggas with white girl problems
Here's a memo dude, hip hop does not like you
When you're gettin' chased out of your class, come and see me (Okay)
When you can't afford no food on your table, come and see me (Okay)
When you redneck deep in a sea of confederate flags
And your own fucking dad accused you of being a fucking fag
Fuck!
(Don't say that!, don't fucking say that!)
Shit, motherfucker damn!
Put up or shut up, pussy ass nigga, get your nuts up
You better get up, get out, and get something my man
But, oh, you suck at real life, motherfucker, stick to 4chan
Here's the floor plan: get money and buy enough minks to skin a PETA van
Flyer than Peter Pan, born in the era of records from Aliyah
And angry beavers, pre-sheen
Gimme a scene, best believe I've sent it
My fucking girl left me for a paraplegic
Now you think that makes me feel
When I'm at home jacking off, waiting for a deal
Bragging about my size, no escape for me
I don't puff blacks, don't smoke weed, watching TLC
Till I found out the nigga with the biggest dick looks like somebody from the cast of glee (Huh?)
I'm foolish, I'm atheist, I'm crazy
I'm completely racist, I hate you bitch
You gotta understand, in order to be a man
You need a man, I just never had the chance
Wasn't really rich, but not poor
Just somewhere in the middle, classify me as ignored
What the fuck is a food stamp, you never had a crouton?
Mommy won't face him, niggas wanna shake him
Paris Hill hates me and only Jesus can save me, right?
You believe me right?
Hands up if you live your life wrong
And you let the song finish to get a play in your iPod
In my head, yo, I'm cooler than a bitch
But in reality, you ain't shit
I ain't shit, we're all fools
Just a couple of things I learned in sabbath school (Shit)
And them fat fuckers who wear skinny jeans
All proceeds go to the foundation for dumb hoes who need more money for new weave
Pot smokers need more cash for weed
Shit my Netflix broke man, I can't watch blues street
Put your hands in the sky my brother
If you took a test high and passed with flying colors
Cosmogramma, I don't need your spell check
Just ensure my money's good, niggas can you spell "check"? (check!)
I'm on some fuck your life shit, ever since they turned my Aquarius to a Pisces
Now I'm flip-flopping through these zodiac signs
Tryna' find no one that understands that i'm a liar
Another day in the life of a nigga who thinks that every chick is a wifer
But I had this one bitch (Yeah?)
But fuck it, I had to leave her man (Why?)
I found out the bitch was a mac miller fan
Me and that nigga go together like black bitches with natural hair
This ain't cracker rap, don't go there
Bible said don't put no gods before me
So comparing me to anyone is blasphemy
So I'ma keep rapping circles around these Eminem wannabes
As long as Rick is gay, and the Government is taxing me!
I hate niggas with white girl problems
Here's a memo dude, hip hop does not like you
When you're gettin' chased out of your class, come and see me (Okay)
When you can't afford no food on your table, come and see me (Okay)
When you redneck deep in a sea of confederate flags
And your own fucking dad accused you of being a fucking fag
Fuck!
(Don't say that!, don't fucking say that!)
Shit, motherfucker damn!
Put up or shut up, pussy ass nigga, get your nuts up
You better get up, get out, and get something my man
But, oh, you suck at real life, motherfucker, stick to 4chan
Here's the floor plan: get money and buy enough minks to skin a PETA van
Flyer than Peter Pan, born in the era of records from Aliyah
And angry beavers, pre-sheen
Gimme a scene, best believe I've sent it
My fucking girl left me for a paraplegic
Now you think that makes me feel
When I'm at home jacking off, waiting for a deal
Bragging about my size, no escape for me
I don't puff blacks, don't smoke weed, watching TLC
Till I found out the nigga with the biggest dick looks like somebody from the cast of glee (Huh?)
I'm foolish, I'm atheist, I'm crazy
I'm completely racist, I hate you bitch
You gotta understand, in order to be a man
You need a man, I just never had the chance
Wasn't really rich, but not poor
Just somewhere in the middle, classify me as ignored
What the fuck is a food stamp, you never had a crouton?
Mommy won't face him, niggas wanna shake him
Paris Hill hates me and only Jesus can save me, right?
You believe me right?
Hands up if you live your life wrong
And you let the song finish to get a play in your iPod
In my head, yo, I'm cooler than a bitch
But in reality, you ain't shit
I ain't shit, we're all fools
Just a couple of things I learned in sabbath school (Shit)
Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.