Textbook Stuff Lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

1 [Chorus]

2 There, there, baby

3 It's just textbook stuff

4 It's in the ABC, of growin' up

5 There, there, baby

6 It's just textbook stuff

7 It's in the ABC, of growin' up

8 Three women raised me

9 Famous Footwear paid me not enough to blow up

10 But showed up cause I ain't fuckin' lazy

11 And teachers thought I was dumb or crazy

12 Or both

13 With hopes of being a Nas or Jay-Z

14 I slumped, in my chair and my grades

15 My head wasn't raised

16 Being fly was priority to the lowest

17 I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

18 The dead society of a poet

19 Homie I'm focused

20 But there's something that a dude can't prove

21 I mean fam, I was damn near invisible at school

22 So I banged for a minute

23 Cause all my niggas was crippin'

24 Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

25 Had dreams of doing things they say that you can't do

26 Cause everything ain't black and white, 'less you chew bamboo

27 So I was after big bills like a toucan do

28 All the while my mom askin' why I'm truant at school

29 She said

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31 Uhh, So why ain't I go to college

32 My mommas ultimatum made me say that I know I got it

33 My niggas said V's buggin'

34 Stay on your computer software, debugging

35 But we holding hardware cause we thuggin'

36 Now they in the trap-house with some guns that they done borrowed

37 And all this snow, I call it Infant Sorrow

38 With plans to reach the end even if I had to star slow

39 Sold CDs in the mall, making dough like Sbarro

40 Then I left the hood, like fuck it don't need the cargo

41 They banking I don't do well, and I don't mean Fargo

42 But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

43 Baby brother took a charge harder than LeBron and Rondo

44 Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the Bible

45 Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

46 My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

47 I looked at him, told him sit down

48 This information is vital, look

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50 Living my life like I'm living right

51 In the midst of a fire pit

52 The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

53 And I roam with the heart of a violin

54 Don't violate my patience I'm waiting, to kill a man

55 As I stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

56 If I gotta eat, I steel like a metal piece

57 I'm screamin' out fuck the police

58 I'm dealing my cards with Jokers on em

59 You can disown him or stone him

60 I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

61 You couldn't live your life for the moment

62 When I'm foamin' at the mouth

63 And my sharpest of teeth showin'

64 I'm in the back of a black Buick

65 Finna black out, like February

66 Ain't that how Black's do it, right

67 I cut off my ears before I hear your advice and vice versa

68 I'm screaming for help, as loud as I can but that's not working

69 I'm working them corners like blueprints

70 Then caught an L on my first offence

71 The judge threw the book at me

72 And said this

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