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((verse))
good and bad class, ive been stuck in both
lil adikus trying up his post
for this irish lad my luck was broke
like cheech and chong my dreams are up in smoke
i must be low, cuz wen i come up my wallets still thinner
cleaned up and i still eat mcdonalds for dinner
i just lost my principles, i aint talking skinner
lost with us sinners, where problems will kill us
concrete jungle and we all just guerillas
been around my mother down in the gutter
argued with my pops but chillin at the top
with white tie events, and champagne drinking
dungeon raps, fuck pens i let my pain ink it
i remain thinking, wats the main distinction?
if i never lived would i reach extinction?
if my feet will leave it, can i flee the cement
every saturday im looking for my partners crib
feinding to get fucked up at his apartment bitch
no matter wat class, adikus another problem kid
with his parliments, conferences, and his confidence
((hook))
good or bad class, i still whoop yo ass
took yo cash, like a crook with grab
this goes to the ladies, that shook yo ass
looked so phat that it hooked my glance
cheers to the clash, so put your glass
up in the air like a roof for ads
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