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I arise And open eyes And focus ears And all I hear Is children playing in the streets Watch them playing in the streets And they at peace and they are free If they can see it, then why can't we? I see them playing in the streets Watch them playing in the streets So be the one to set the plan And use your knowledge as your weapon And see some reading in the streets No more bleeding in the streets So when we start is when it end So let's begin 'cause I intend To see my children playing in the streets Watch them playing in the streets Watch them playing in the streets Watch them playing in the streets Watch them playing in the streets Watch them playing in the streets

They say, "Nothing lasts forever," but I hope this does Oh-oh, oh-oh Yeah, I'm on high, like you wanna find out You wanna find out, oh my, oh-oh They say, "Nothing lasts forever," but I hope this does Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah, I'm on high, I don't wanna fall back down Oh-oh Coke Boy, baby With me, you'll have the time in your life It don't take much for me to set the vibe It be the little things I do to make you smile You ain't feel this good in a while God strike me down if I'm lyin' Put my right hand on the Koran I know that you ain't feel this good in a while But don't trip, 'cause real niggas back in style Baby, don't trip, them niggas dead still Shittin' on them hoes is your best skill Ain't no way you should be thinkin' 'bout your ex still Or your next meal She ain't seen the gym in weeks, but she flex still I just iced out her wrist, her Patek's real I might give the world to my baby, yeah I don't like to talk much, I'd just rather do it I just woke up, but Why did my friend call me last night And she told me that you're a ho And that I shouldn't be fucking with you And that you're for everybody But I'm done I choose listening to everyone, 'cause I miss you, I don't wanna see you With me, you'll have the time in your life It don't take much for me to set the vibe It be the little things I do to make you smile You ain't feel this good in a while God strike me down if I'm lyin' Put my right hand on the Koran I know that you ain't feel this good in a while But don't trip, 'cause real niggas back in style Ola amor I've been thinking about you And I know you've been thinking about me too I keep replaying that night over and over I'm just saying, what are we doing again? Call me when you get this, bye

And I can hear 'em talking in the hallways (Let 'em keep talking) I'm always late for lunch Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of Every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room (Legendary, baby) I was just a snotty nosed degenerate With hit pass perfection, dodgin' teachers down To give my late ass detention Hardly a heartthrob but I made due Using those same circle 'Yes or No' Notes I used in grade school Folded love letters with a tab that read 'Pull here' Writin' back and forth in notebooks for a full year I used to daydream about Ms. Magnus And the type of fantasies you kind of feel guilty for having But who hasn't? The only difference Beside the age was the fact I acted on it And who wouldn't? A schoolboy crush, met mature woman lust And they hit it off so well And I could tell the day she asked me To stay after class that it was all bad But I just bit my lip and acted all mad The bell rang, class dismissed The door shut and her skirt went up that's a fact And I can hear 'em talking in the hallways (Let 'em keep talking) I'm always late for lunch Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of Every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room (Legendary, baby) We gave a brand new meaning To after-school special The second that our lips touched She kissed my ribs And counted each one out loud I tried my hardest not to giggle But I couldn't 'cuz it tickled so much She pulled my pants to half-mast I said, "Hurry Miss Sin You gonna make me late for math class" The way she praised my balls was vicious Now that's what I love to call sacrilegious One time became twenty times, before we knew it We stopped caring about where we would do it From the classroom to the bathroom And when all the students was gone We'd even do it in the staff room From F's to A's in less than 3 days Now the underachiever's the one with the best grades Made the third floor shake without breakin' a sweat Goddamn, it felt good to be the teacher's pet And I can hear 'em talking in the hallways (Let 'em keep talking) I'm always late for lunch Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of Every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room (Legendary, baby) Ah, goodness, gracious, accusations Started flyin' through the building Cruel as school children This isn't how it was supposed to be Reminiscing don't stand so close to me And if it's mostly my fault For letting this shit happen But I couldn't resist A little adolescent bragging I mean, after all I was only 15 And she was showing me things My virgin eyes had never seen, now Never forget the little meeting she called But when she saw my reaction It made her appalled So basically what you're sayin' is If I don't keep tappin' that ass Then you ain't gonna let me pass? Some punishment lady And as I turned towards the door I looked back she had her clothes on the floor Needless to say I passed with flying colors But my teacher was my best friends mother, damn And I can hear 'em talking in the hallways (Let 'em keep talking) I'm always late for lunch Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of Every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room (Legendary, baby) And I can hear 'em talking in the hallways (Let 'em keep talking) I'm always late for lunch Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of Every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room (Legendary, baby) And I can hear 'em talking in the hallways (Let 'em keep talking) I'm always late for lunch Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of Every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room (Legendary, baby)