Fin

Roll the credits, the movie's over. (Yeah)

Yeah, and they said slow down for a minute but

I said no rest 'till the finish so

The said why you all about winnin'?

I said because odds were so stacked against us

That it went down and now I'm playin' with house money.

The same label that owes Mos Def money owns us.

We knew it goin' in. So what? Gotta see it from within.

Met a lot of people, shook a lot of hands

Can't lie, kinda did it for the fans.

Even more, did it for the fam.

Now I do it for the ownership of land.

I ain't talkin' about a real a estate, man,

I'm talkin' bout war, (?grary irreformed?)

Why Ma I still call her back home

Even though we been up in this bitch so long

Oo, I meant to say beast, my apologies

Any teacher suspended for the song,

And anybody that I never meant harm,

Anyone offended, you are all welcome

You have born witness to a whole chapter.

Don't get it now, you will understand after.

Ain't no America left, it's all fragments.

Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs.

Ain't no A's and B's, you all average.

C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin'.

Grades don't matter inside my classes

I gotta go back, finish what I had to stop

When I took that risk on a rap

Right when that last cat pissed on a rack

Went half with my lady on a lab

I was wavin' that A, B flag

Still do but I'm all grown up now.

G-O not OG but somehow

Young bloods now address me as that

I'm either gettin' old maybe gettin' more respect

Or a little bit of both, never lettin' go with a little hours left

Until I'm out of breath and never let her rest

Do it 'till the death, still got love for the Greenwood and West

Roll credits, though my credit is a mess.

Yeah, I know, Pops said it best.

You don't believe it? It don't matter

Please let it breathe, so asthmatic.

You have born witness to a whole chapter

Don't get it now, you will understand after.

Ain't no America left, it's all fragments.

Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs.

Ain't no A's and B's, you all average.

C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin'.

Grades don't matter inside my classes

I gotta go back, finish what I had

So I did this, then I did that

And this is how I felt so fuck that.

No rest for the metro bus stat

Now I'm goin' back to school ya'll, fuck rap.

I said I'm goin' back to school ya'll, fuck rap.

And there's no room left on this nut sack.

You dub in this bitch, yeah I said that.

You dub in this bitch, you dub in this bitch.

Then I did this, and I did this.

And I kept one foot inside a business

But never did I think I'd outlive this

With a pimp strut, and a shit list.

Just kidding, I don't really got a shit list

Just lists of the shits I neglected

No, nothin' in life but the best shit.

Don't quote me boy, 'cause I said shit.

You've witnessed a whole chapter,

But don't get it now, you will understand after.

Ain't no America left, it's all fragments.

Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs.

Ain't no A's and B's, you all average.

C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin'.

Grades don't matter inside my classes

I gotta go back

I gotta go back (Hey!)

Oh, yo!

I gotta go back. (Ah)

(You dub in this bitch)