Blue Scholars - Fin lyrics

Roll the credits, the movie's over. (Yeah) Yeah, and they said slow down for a minute but I said no rest 'till the finish so The said why you all about winnin'? I said because odds were so stacked against us That it went down and now I'm playin' with house money The same label that owes Mos Def money owns us We knew it goin' in. So what? Gotta see it from within Met a lot of people, shook a lot of hands Can't lie, kinda did it for the fans Even more, did it for the fam Now I do it for the ownership of land I ain't talkin' about a real estate, man I'm talkin' 'bout war, agrarian reform Why Ma I still call her back home Even though we been up in this b**h so long Oo, I meant to say beast, my apologies Any teacher suspended for the song And anybody that I never meant harm Anyone offended, you are all welcome You have born witness to a whole chapter Don't get it now, you will understand after (Chorus) Ain't no America left, it's all fragments Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs Ain't no A's and B's, you all average C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin' Grades don't matter inside my cla**es I gotta go back, finish what I had to stop When I took that risk on a rap Right when that last cat pissed on a rack Went half with my lady on a lab I was wavin' that A, B flag Still do but I'm all grown up now G-O not OG but somehow Young bloods now address me as that I'm either gettin' old maybe gettin' more respect Or a little bit of both, never lettin' go with a little hours left Until I'm out of breath and never let her rest Do it 'till the d**h, still got love for the Greenwood and West Roll credits, though my credit is a mess Yeah, I know, Pops said it best You don't believe it? It don't matter Please let it breathe, so asthmatic You have born witness to a whole chapter Don't get it now, you will understand after (Chorus) Ain't no America left, it's all fragments Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs Ain't no A's and B's, you all average C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin' Grades don't matter inside my cla**es I gotta go back, finish what I had So I did this, then I did that And this is how I felt so f** that No rest for the metro bus stat Now I'm goin' back to school ya'll, f** rap I said I'm goin' back to school ya'll, f** rap And there's no room left on this nut sack U-dub in this b**h, yeah I said that U-dub in this b**h, U-dub in this b**h Then I did this, and I did this And I kept one foot inside a business But never did I think I'd outlive this With a pimp strut, and a sh** list Just kidding, I don't really got a sh** list Just lists of the sh**s I neglected No, nothin' in life but the best sh** Don't quote me boy, cause I said sh** You've witnessed a whole chapter But don't get it now, you will understand after (Chorus) Ain't no America left, it's all fragments Ain't no verses left it's all ad libs Ain't no A's and B's, you all average C this D? Get F'd if ya'll askin' Grades don't matter inside my cla**es I gotta go back I gotta go back (Hey!) Oh, yo! I gotta go back. (Ah) (U-dub in this b**h)