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Good mornin', good mornin'
Good mornin', good mornin'

Wake up Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. By-hisself-he-so-impressed
I mean, damn, did you even see the test
You got D's motherfucker, D's, Rosie Perez
And yes, barely pass any and every class
Lookin' at every ass
Cheated on every test
I guess this is my dissertation
Homie, this shit is basic
Welcome to Graduation

Good mornin', good mornin'
Good mornin', good mornin'

Good mornin'
On this day we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of
I'm like the fly Malcolm X
Buy any jeans necessary
Detroit wear cleaned up
From the streets to the league
From a eighth to a key
But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets
From the moments of pain
Look how far we done came
Haters sayin' ya changed
Now ya doin' ya thang

Good mornin', good mornin'
Good mornin', good mornin'

Good morning, and
Look at the valedictorian
Scared of the future while I hop in the De Lorean
Scared to face the world complacent career student
Some people graduate but be still stupid
They tell you read this, eat this, don't look around
Just peep this, preachers, teach us, Jesus
Okay look up now, they done stoled your streetness
After all of that, you receive this

Good mornin'
Hustlers, that's if you're still livin', get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good mornin'
Hustlers, that's if you're still livin', get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good mornin'
Hustlers, that's if you're still livin', get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good mornin'
Hustlers, that's if you're still livin', get on down

Get on down
Get, get on down
Get on down
Get, get on down