Lyrics Ms.Gruwell - Loui Grandson

Ms. Gruwell,
Rhymin got me feelin like a rifle
Duck faster, feel this red dot in your eye socket
Fast clock tick tock
We got dumb mofuckas acting as the leaders

Bomb shelters for the ukrainians
Poor childrens dying of thirst and worst
We earthlings shares stories yet to be seen
I raise questions, Marvin Gaye, What's Happenin?

I'm a role model to a bunch of future men and women
J.Cole's diaries, testimonies, Ill pack a couple mils
Help the ones deserving it
Im Robin Hood, you better bow before your king

A real menace to society
I looked at the barrel too many times
Had to count my blessings
Keep in check with the homies
See my girl for good sex
Nonetheless, she gives me
The love a man deserve, no stressin

My eyes balled out, heard this kid
Was sniffin ritalin, some fucked up shit
I seen worse since my beginnings

Miss Gruwell, I learned a lot from you
Kung fu kenny taught me to speak truths
Words won't cut it, just a paper wound
Written statement on my paper
Planes went M.I.A, this my place tho
You know I aint movin soon

And Im workin for my stripes
Im tryna live a different life
Working all of mine, puffin trees,buyin time
I take a look inside, everything is empty
What do i need to call you mine
Would you wear some different shoes
Tho you forget how to lace your own

Kingdom come, I die on, I'll be called an icon
The day Im recalled to zion

I cut crops before they mature
I should be like the sons of the farmer
I always think, therefore I am but man
Who is he, if it don't come with a dollar sign?

Everybody has an angle Im seeing 360
To a certain degree we all do feel
A little lonely, I got jokers thinkin they can get to me
On their knees make em sing Bohemian Rapsody like Im a Queen

Ms. Gruwell, i'm tired of the fake kings
Upbringing of the tiny men
They yelling, why they always screaming
The nobility shouldnt be trustworhy
A game of hide and seek, y'all blinded I got my blinders on

Hotter than mercury
Know I aint gotta please
Scarier than freddy but softer than a puppy
Never trash talk, but I can wipe you out
And of course
I entertain you like a mascot
Enter the Wu- Tang
Chop your head off with the liquid swords

Ms.Gruwell
I got so much hate it's unfair
I got so much rage, i hate to be myself
I hate my own self for not being enough
I hate my own self for being out of touch
Ignore me if you aint real to me

And Im workin for my stripes
Im tryna live a different life
Working all of mine
Puffin trees,buyin time
I take a look inside, everything is empty
What do I need to call you mine
Would you wear some different shoes
Tho you forget how to lace your own

Kingdom come, I die on
I'll be called an icon
The day Im recalled to zion