GUESS WHOS BIZZACK

thats right its kraun aka c.thru aka ya new paltz boy all grown up. im chillin'... college is a lot of fun you gotta understand that. honestly at first during the second orientation, parties every night, girls just wanted to have that feeling of freedom so they lookin for any available dude thats pretty fly for a white guy, and fortunately im one of them KNOW WHAT IM SAYIN;??? gotta give a shout out to my dude chillz whose down at st johns, ima leave my dude with a word of advice: leave ya door open at all times when you are in there, and also just introduce yourself to as many people even if it gets annoying, just do it! got mad love for coalition, b.wells, beenz, k-y, yahiness, my dude chillz, all yall man. since i havent had too much time to write nething nemore so ima just leave yall with some shit right now listen here:

Guess whose bizzack, im the shit nd yes.
i said new paltz, she thought it was a ciggerette.
never had a wack flow, college now time to slap hoes.
she tried to fast forwards, till her mouth was on tobacco.
recognize the demeanor, or step aside, im cleaned up.
my reality is shit you couldntve possibly ever dreamed up.
God watch me, i come in, yall cannot stop me.
Cuz i'll hit you like how i hit the gym, HARD BODY.
weed slang, cheap thangs, bitch i need brain.
i am straight shots of 151, you are nothing but a pre-game.
its practical, i have to do, possible shit thats rational.
but my lyrics burn ya girls skin, she get a rash than blow.
flippin hours, burn you nosy fucks like you sniffin powder.
giggidy giggidy, like we on some peter griffin status.
we movin out kid, its time to the flip the mattress.
but you know none of ya shit could ever match this.
I am a forest fire, you just stick to matches.
keep talking shit till you get ya ass kicked.
probable, warm clothing got me with a lava flow.
i smoke genuine shit, they say i got an honor roll.
ya wack mixtapes is something i use to break on.
you think i only get jewish bitches till i visit chillz at st. johns.
nah that aint wrong, in high school we were the ones to hate on.
and shorties wanted to get naked so bad they had to break thongs.
i know you missed this, still the same never had to switch shit.
if you surprised now, wait till i come and visit during christmas.
come back ready with a couple rubbers.
pass by chestnut, like 'remember me mothafucka?'
pass by 42nd, say wadup quick to people.
pass by ms.g, like 'wadup bitch, im legal!"
handle her soon, camera with zoom.
then you could find me being fallaced by her in the janitor room.
hammers and brooms, ladders and tools.
scattering smooth, never thought i'd be packing up too.
be back in the groove.
but its college now about to be an attorney.
got a couple girls back home laughing to burn me.
actions concern me, but im unconcerned.
fuck the birds, shes my umbrella, keep the rain under her.
tell me how you feel, lemme know whats the word.
lemme know if you miss me and if our loves preferred.
but ive got it wrong, and our love is gone.
give me a month, ill be on that greyhound with a condom on.
this is nothing but a college song. back when december breathes.
and all i ask is until then, can you remember me.



COALITION FOREVER