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k.m.a - soulchef lyrics

[verse 1: the 49ers]
i remember back in the days
my teacher used to say
kids think big
that’s exactly what i did
i thought about christopher wallace
and how i’m gonna make a profit
how i’m gonna grub doin’ everything i love
wrote it down on my paper
kept it neatly in my trapper keeper
gave it to my teacher
the day i met my first non-believer
and she tried to steal my glory
i felt like ralphie in a christmas story
like i asked for a red rider carbon action
two-hundred shot range model air rifle
i’m not gonna shoot my eye out
but i might write some sh-t that’ll make her wile out
she laughed in my face
like jake’s was a disgrace
and ever since then i’ve kept a bad taste
so ms. yorkman, this one’s for you
i won’t ever let a non-believer tell me what i can’t do

this one’s for you

i won’t ever let a non-believer tell me what i can’t do

[hook]
when they say stop dreaming, get a real job
(you can kiss my -ss – kiss my -ss!)
and when they say stay real, stop reaching for the clouds
(you can kiss my -ss – kiss my -ss!)
when there’s a hater in the house, tryin’ to fill your mind with doubts – tell ’em
(you can kiss my -ss – you can kiss my -ss!)
when you’ve finally got it going, show ’em prove what you’re about – tell ’em
(you can kiss my -ss – kiss, kiss my -ss!)

[verse 2: the 49ers]
i wake up late for school
and i don’t wanna go
cause i’m doin’ all the things
that my mom don’t wanna know so
teacher, teacher tell me how you do it
you find a different way everday to say i’m stupid
night school, summer school, after-school detention
a list of bad apples and my name is getting mentioned
cause i learn a little different
plus i’m young and i’m restless
but i ain’t on the path
to the department of corrections
upon further inspection
observe rap perfection
i know i’m gonna win
like a rigged up election
yet i’m seated in the section for a dunce
looks like i do the same grade more than once
find me with the rejects, the drunks, and the flunks
but i stay making music that bumps in the trunks
so ahead of the cl-ss
write a rap so fast
anywhere in the world
i don’t need no p-ss

[hook]
when they say stop dreaming and get a real job
(you can kiss my -ss – kiss my -ss!)
and when they say get real, stop reaching for the clouds
(you can kiss my -ss – kiss my -ss!)
when there’s a hater in the house, tryin’ to fill your mind with doubts – tell ’em
(you can kiss my -ss – you can kiss my -ss!)
when you’ve finally got it going, show ’em prove what you’re about – tell ’em
(you can kiss my -ss – kiss my -ss!)

kiss my -ss brother-f-cker

[outro]

- soulchef lyrics

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