The Painter Tony - The Day i Graduated High-School

Nigha ima be me nigha yea

The day I graduated High School yea
My Auntie Taura in the bleachers
Yelling T.J. nigha
The day I graduated High School yea
Fish fries Sandra house
Everybody get a plate nigha
Before I graduated High School yea
Was kicked from house to house
I couldn't see my way through yea
Before I graduated High School
Yea go Soulja Slim on em yea
Some nighas at Texas Roadhouse
Would give me yea a lil weed to slang to
Yea while I'm reading all these Bible pages to
While I'm fighting to fight to fight my flesh
Not to run to through these females to
I'm not a fredo or youngboy them nighas fools
I'm leading these chiren to the LORD
These nighas leading these chiren to who
Nigha I'm fearless nigha scared of who nobody
I'm telling all the devil chiren move move
All these rap nighas dying get a clue
We walking around the same mountain
Like the children of Israel

The day I graduated High School yea
My Auntie Taura in the bleachers
Yelling T.J. nigha
The day I graduated High School yea
Fish fries Sandra house
Everybody get a plate nigha
Before I graduated High School yea
Was kicked from house to house
I couldn't see my way through yea
Before I graduated High School yea
My white art teacher would pick me up
Yea Mrs. Jordan so I ain't miss school

To all your rap nighas they ain't even
Got the nuts To say what I say fools say fools
Y'all don't even got the boldness
To say what I say fools
Yea I'll die bout my faith fools
I say what I say fools
I mean what I say fools
Y'all really scary fools
I speak for the lost fools
I speak for the truth fools
I speaks ta' da' umm pews
I speak to the church to
I speak to the streets to
I speak to the world to
Yea I get on the mic and flip these false tunes
And break views
Yea a prophet in y'all presence
Y'all better address me as one to
Yea you know when I'm talking shit
This talking shit it come true
Man I'm a man of unclean lips
I know I know it to
But I know the Lord atoned for it
And gave me the grace to see it through
My people always hearing but never understanding
Never seeing they never perceiving
Looking at all this evil I see my people doing
My Spirit grieving my Spirit grieving
My Spirit grieving
Y'all don't know what I been through
Thank you LORD for keeping my mind
While the closest people I love kept kicking me down

Written by:
Tony Richard

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