When God was young He made the wind and the sun And since then It's been a slow education And you got that one idea again The one about dying Oh, oh,
When God was young He made the wind and the sun And since then It's been a slow education And you got that one idea again The one about dying Oh, oh
and robbed by your own neighbor When the cops ridin' by, it ain't safer They'll probably shock ya ass with them tasers 'Round here, we ain't big on education
Kickin' it off on a ghetto track Bringin' to you some actual facts From the bottom, known as Miami With the help from a posse called the L.A.D. Educate
book" "Flow over beat, that's sort of my venom" "From the rude attitude, done got in it to win it" Okay, now tell me a little bit about your education
scratching] "Listen up as I take out the rhyme book" "From the rude attitude, done got in it to win it" Okay, now tell me a little bit about your education
still enough to feel the world spin I'm beginning to smell the end in the path of the blowing wind Hopefully I'm fortunate enough to spend forever with a friend I'm slow
day is a struggle how to hustle some doe If you was raised in the hood well then you already know It be days it be good but mostly money be slow Have
bashed my homies face in with a rock Then other people came and took me away They made me eat pills, like 25 everyday Everything is slow, like in slow
wanna be like Barry Bonds, (I wanna be like O.J. Simpson) Leave this field, leave this prison, tell you motherfuckers where to kiss 'em I wanna be all broke up, movin' all old and slow
at night But that's all right The M.D. tells me My heart's on strike Emanating originating from a love asphixiation He said I better slow down before
like the ones that are down to get naked Well Loc knew Candy, I knew that bitch I took her out once, made her think I'm rich Romance, slow dance, made
4-Ize- Yo, I am going to blow up the earth with my few dirty ??? explosive space modulator Buda, we praise you, meditatior Drop squad interrogator 85 percent regulator the Educator
rollin' Rollin' rollin' rollin', rollin' rollin' rollin' Rollin' on in, rollin' on in Rollin' on in, rollin' on in On in (Che:) Would you like to try a college education
t stop He cruised Beside me now I'm flyin, drivin' Through yellow lights I'm ignorin' Every sign of caution That they provide Driver's Education 101
furniture, watchin Comicview Got babies by different ladies high smokin L's in the same spot he stood since, eighty-five well When his stash slow, he
a second home. As I'm blazing down my trail to education, There's no bliss in ignorance for me. I stop and stare, a breath of air might slow me down
