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letra de no college - coldman

[chorus]
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
so judge me but don’t bother me
fork in the road ended up
f-cking with no college, he
wholeheartedly missing [?] humans
i love ’em, but do i really though? (no)
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
so judge me but don’t bother me
fork in the road ended up
f-cking with no college, he
wholeheartedly missing [?] humans
i love ’em, but do i really though (do i really though)?
humans i love ’em but do i really though (do i really though)?
humans i love ’em but do i really though (do i really though)?
humans i love ’em but do i really though? (no)
no, (no), no, (no), no, (no)

[verse 1]
my mama always told me, coleman you should eat your broccoli
she opted for the jar instead of coffin, but
either way she dead and gone
so ain’t n-body stopping me (so ain’t n-body stopping me)
so ain’t n-body stopping me now (uh)
my mama always told me, coleman you should go to college please
she opted for the jar instead of coffin, but
either way she dead and gone, so ain’t n-body stopping me
except that voice that’s yelling ‘n-gg- eat your broccoli, n-gg- eat your broccoli
n-gg- eat your broccoli’
wash it down with some collared greens
called in sick to college, could call it hot ’cause i dropped it, see (yeah, uh)
and bet i’m skipping that philosophy
so f-ck that n-gg- socrates, f-ck that n-gg- socrates
f-ck that n-gg- socrates
triple serving of some jimmy baldwin please
see i ain’t tripping, i’m stepping over the border line
just like an immigrant desperate to get more from life
and life giving me lemons, you know i pour it nice
f-ck this -ssignment i bullsh-t and still got more to write
what good is lying when your life could be cut short tonight?
what good is ivy if you know that f-cking poison right?

[verse 2]
this is honesty hour all on account of the liquor
this is not being stuck studying, autumn through winter
but this is also anxiety i’ll be starving for dinner
when i’m thirty like, ‘i shoulda took my mom’s advice’
but this is honestly balling like all my follicles missing
this sh-t go harder than making my own college decision
was, mama was sick, i was stoned, coughing my liver up
both feeling the viscera
but listen, i ain’t finna front (no)
’cause life is honestly stalling until the lid is shut (yeah)
upon my coffin i hope they write that he lived it up
no mama looking down as i’m drowning in crimson dixie cups
so this is honesty hour all on account of the liquor
this the sound of me wishing the peeps profiting winnings
and all the dreams you could think of
ain’t empty prophecies n-gg-
so on the count of three, get ’em (get ’em, uh)

[outro]
3,2,1
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
so judge me but don’t-
‘[?] f-ck you a little bit, but, we’ll get it next time
playing at princeton next week’
‘cool’
‘they say that truth is like poetry- f-cking boring’
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
i ain’t- see i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body
i ain’t changing for-
i ain’t changing for nothing or n-body

- coldman

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