Mr. F*ckeverybody, too much hatred
I learned to be a teacher & I display it
Yeah
Listen up, teach me while I'm young
We can get it thorough, I'll put plotholes in your theory
If you hear me then you're just a part of all my feelings
I used to slap through the city like I didn't understand
Now it's silly how this shit is really on the relay
It's crazy how I spill ink on the replay
Far & gone
Plus you won't hear about me as much these days
Bionics on your steamed plate
Eat good the day before your execution
I don't give it rest if I feel my rhymes are useless
I used to cruise through the city
My life, I couldn't wait to lose it
Harshest gritty end
Ground up from the ashes & begin
I used to ask about the stems
Now I barely wonder where the hell are all my lending hands
Washing up
All up in the aftermath
I need to take a second
To only understand... Nice to meet you
They call me
Mr. F*ckeverybody, too much hatred
I learned to be a teacher & I display it
Yeah
Listen up, teach me while I'm young
Mr. F*ckeverybody, too much hatred
I learned to be a teacher & I display it
Yeah
Listen up, teach me while I'm young
Now when I wake up my first thought is f*ck all y'all
I'm re-directing your thoughts now with these words that I jot
They know I'm mani, the character done speak for itself
You know what's crazy? How this life shit planned out
I'm married to the game but the side dish is tasty
I'm rearranging all they frames if they display with the money
Franklins Benjamin and Jacksons is what we after
It's destiny but right now we trying to skip these chapters
While I flip through the pages
My youngins fall in line, ain't got no questions
All they got is actions, all they got is actions
You is a close casket, you is a bitch into the wrong fashions
Trying to make a fashion statement but you is a walking statement
I kept my distance you should of kept you silence
You a sus' and got pressed by my dawgs that be willing, yeah
Trying to make a fashion statement but you is a walking statement
Kept my distance but you should of kept your silence
You a sus got pressed by my dawgs that's wilding
Cause You a sus got pressed by my dawgs that's wilding
Cause you a sus got pressed by my dawgs that's wilding
Mr. F*ckeverybody, too much hatred
I learned to be a teacher & I display it
Yeah
Listen up, teach me while I'm young
Mr. F*ckeverybody, too much hatred
I learned to be a teacher & I display it
Yeah
Listen up, teach me while I'm young
As I sit on the chair of the funeral home
I think and I think but gets deeper than thought
My paranoia started when I heard my death was being plotted
Now I'm over 21 & feel like I made it from
Harsh realities & covered pain, now we cheering to another day
No other way I'd rather have it
Apply these lyrics with ease cause I really lived it
If you aint believe me then f*ck you and everybody
I'm focused on the gold i wont oppose against a go getter
Cause ima go get it regardless
Finish what I started
Grab this hip hop shit by the neck
And kill it til it's accomplished