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Lesson A Lyrics by Kenn Starr

Square One

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[verse 1]
Kenneth Jones real name no gimmicks here
Underground nigga but I'm feeling like a winner here
It's something about the way that I'm spittin' that get 'em smitten
So niggas get 'ta handcuffing they women when I'm near
Something like an officer, bump me down in Florida
Shout to J.C., Majorca and Talia Carpenter
Sharper than a edge up fresh up out the barbershop
Treat you like the extra black character in a horror plot
Niggas won't get to see the credits roll
Fans sayin' damn like Esther Rolle in that episode
Where James died, James Todd kinda a phenomenon
Rhymes birth greatness, they kinda like Obama's mom
Calm, but my approach is ferocious
Like Hassaan with two microphones gripped in both fists
Writing songs I'm gettin' too focused to go quit
Right or wrong I'm giving you dope shit to go get

[hook]
Dumb rappers need teaching, Lesson A
No words for 'em, we just let the record play
When everybody throw they L's up
It ain't nothing you can tell us, hush
Dumb rappers need teaching, Lesson A
No words for 'em, we just let the record play
When everybody throw they L's up
It ain't nothing you can tell us, hush

[verse 2]
Listen at your own risk
This'll make you not wanna listen to your own shit
Back to the drawing board you should start again
I spit sicker than vomiting with alotta phlegm
Alotta misses be telling me that they got a man
'Til they meet K, then I'm positive that I got 'em damn
On weekdays I'm nine to fiving it tryna survive in this
Economic recession because this rhyming shit
Ain't providing the kinda ricotta and dollars I'ma just
Manage it, I ain't panicking dammit because I got a plan
Starr keep pushing for change like seat cushions
Same jars that you keep change in, we keep kush in
We Cosby kids, my nickname Theo, the one like Neo
Your bun say you thumb sized, she come ride
This elephant trunk sized ego
Now guess who the most dialed number in her EVO

Dumb rappers need teaching, Lesson A
No words for 'em, we just let the record play
When everybody throw they L's up
It ain't nothing you can tell us, hush
Dumb rappers need teaching, Lesson A
No words for 'em, we just let the record play
When everybody throw they L's up
It ain't nothing you can tell us, hush
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About “Lesson A” by Kenn Starr

Read the complete lyrics to "Lesson A" by Kenn Starr from the album "Square One". On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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"Lesson A" appears on "Square One".

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