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The Lesson Lyrics - Singles - Camo & Krooked

Fresh out of the asylum 

Highest guy on the island 

Least widest eyes, visors hide 'em, 

I was we known that we ridin, back in the 90s 

But now it ain't likely 

Now I live life for Fridays, I stole that life, I rile it 

You'll find me wherever that party vibe is 

Because what can I say I like it? 

 

They say that I'm outta control 

That I'm totally lost 

This possibly gonna be costing colossally 

Know I'm the boss, and we roll with no posse 

I'm totally confident, 

Know we're the best on the continent. 

 

I heard you spit, you're incompetent 

And work on your confidence, clarity, presence, 

Time's of the essence, don't need your blessings 

I told you I'd teach you a lesson 

 

So hello, fellows 

Welcome to the gallows 

It's time to teach you a lesson 

[x 3] 

 

So hello, fellows 

Welcome to the gallows 

I oughtta teach you a lesson 

 

I will never ever know, of a low 

Money doesn't have a low 

I will never ever know 

That's why no standard guy could ever afford 

or fantasize about being this good 

 

I speak as a good man under a hood 

Don't treat me a hood man, under the good 

'cause my lung full of blood 

I aint' no daft mug sat in the pub 

I get stuff done, check all of the above 

 

I could teach you a lesson or two about 

Blessin' a tune, about destitution 

'cause that's the best use for music, 

my mouth gets used how I choose to use it. 

I feel a build of aggression, I'm guessing 

we'll watch the club go west in the next few seconds 

 

You're either reppin' 

or you're a weapon 

I told you I'd teach you a lesson. 

 

So shallow, so shallow... 

I oughtta teach you a lesson 

[x 4] 

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