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Blue Scholars

"Fin"

Roll the credits, the movie's over. (Yeah)
Yeah, and they said slow down for a minute but
I said no rest 'till the finish so
The said why you all about winnin'?
I said because odds were so stacked against us
That it went down and now I'm playin' with house money
The same label that owes Mos Def money owns us
We knew it goin' in. So what? Gotta see it from within
Met a lot of people, shook a lot of hands
Can't lie, kinda did it for the fans
Even more, did it for the fam
Now I do it for the ownership of land
I ain't talkin' about a real estate, man
I'm talkin' 'bout war, agrarian reform
Why Ma I still call her back home
Even though we been up in this b*tch so long
Oo, I meant to say beast, my apologies
Any teacher suspended for the song
And anybody that I never meant harm
Anyone offended, you are all welcome
You have born witness to a whole chapter
Don't get it now, you will understand after

(Chorus)
Ain't no America left, it's all fragments
Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs
Ain't no A's and B's, you all average
C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin'
Grades don't matter inside my classes
I gotta go back, finish what I had to stop
When I took that risk on a rap
Right when that last cat p*ssed on a rack
Went half with my lady on a lab
I was wavin' that A, B flag
Still do but I'm all grown up now
G-O not OG but somehow
Young bloods now address me as that
I'm either gettin' old maybe gettin' more respect
Or a little bit of both, never lettin' go with a little hours left
Until I'm out of breath and never let her rest
Do it 'till the death, still got love for the Greenwood and West
Roll credits, though my credit is a mess
Yeah, I know, Pops said it best
You don't believe it? It don't matter
Please let it breathe, so asthmatic
You have born witness to a whole chapter
Don't get it now, you will understand after

(Chorus)
Ain't no America left, it's all fragments
Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs
Ain't no A's and B's, you all average
C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin'
Grades don't matter inside my classes
I gotta go back, finish what I had
So I did this, then I did that
And this is how I felt so f*ck that
No rest for the metro bus stat
Now I'm goin' back to school ya'll, f*ck rap
I said I'm goin' back to school ya'll, f*ck rap
And there's no room left on this nut sack
U-dub in this b*tch, yeah I said that
U-dub in this b*tch, U-dub in this b*tch
Then I did this, and I did this
And I kept one foot inside a business
But never did I think I'd outlive this
With a pimp strut, and a sh*t list
Just kidding, I don't really got a sh*t list
Just lists of the sh*ts I neglected
No, nothin' in life but the best sh*t
Don't quote me boy, cause I said sh*t
You've witnessed a whole chapter
But don't get it now, you will understand after

(Chorus)
Ain't no America left, it's all fragments
Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs
Ain't no A's and B's, you all average
C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin'
Grades don't matter inside my classes
I gotta go back
I gotta go back (Hey!)
Oh, yo!
I gotta go back. (Ah)
(U-dub in this b*tch)

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