Orbz A.K.A. Some Wise Quote Drake Never Said - Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire

This bitch

This bitch gonna delete me off her Facebook

Talkin' 'bout, every time she look at my picture

It remind her of how we was cheatin'

But she was cheatin' on her man with me

I ain’t got no time for that stupid shit

Fuckin' bitch

(All i see is orbz, all i see is orbz, all i see is, all i see is,

all i see is orbz)

Passion

I ain’t gonna rap yet

Hold out

Shit, yo

I ain’t gonna rap yet, yo

First I filled the swimming pool and I dive in it

Your pussy’s so good, I nearly died in it

Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas

Watch the shit you say, you could die over lyrics

Heard your little shot at me, but nah, I ain’t care, bitch

Might throw my 607s on with the clear tints

Slim Latin bitch and she pullin' out her hair pins

Got a fat ass but she kinda got some square hips

Tried to fuck her homegirl, she said that she don’t share dick

Fucked her anyway, real bitches gonna share dick

Life is a buffet, I’m just tryin' to get my share of it

At night before I pray, I put my pistol where my pillow is

Fool, I got bass, I got bass, I got bass

If you ain’t talkin' no money, get the fuck from out my face

I was busted just two years ago and now I’m gettin' cake

Thin and homeless just two years ago and now I got a deal

I suck at monogamy, there’s something that’s inside of me

This pussy be dividin' me, I need a lobotomy

I knock the bottom out of it, made a bunch of dollars

Lot of progress from a prodigy

No tellin' where I’d probably be, love them Rikers Island

Motherfuck the alphabet, motherfuck a consonant

Fuck Wall Street and every cracker that’s attached it

Motherfuck the beat and every flat foot walkin' it

Walk it like I talk it, bitch

Talkin' shit, I’ll chalk you, bitch

On my walkie-talkie mixed with with frankincense

And murr, I be slurrin' my words, off that urr

Damn, I’m on some other shit, damn, I’m underrated

Shhhhh, don’t tell nobody, that’s gonna sound like some hatin' shit

Jason Collins flagrant shit, am I allowed to say that yet?

My favorite salad Caesar with a little bit of bacon bits

Don’t tell my OGs but I be eatin' bacon bits

Assalamu alaiku-er y’all be fakin' with that prayin' shit

Can’t wear a Kufi when you prayin' to Jesus

Why you… haha

Schools train people to be ignorant with style

They give you the equipment that you need to be a functional ignoramus,

American schools do not equip you to deal with things like logic

They don’t give you criteria by which to judge between good and bad in any

meaning or format

And they prepare you to be a usable victim for a military industrial complex

that needs man power

As long as your just smart enough to do a job

And just dumb enough to swallow what they feed you

You’re going to be alright

But if you go beyond on that

You’re going to have these great doubts that give you stomach problems,

Headaches, make you want to go out and do something else

So I believe schools mechanically and very specifically

Try and breed out any hint of creative thought in the kids that are coming up