Everybody’s a Fool

(Chorus)
Everybody’s somebody’s fool,
The world is the biggest school
Everybody’s somebody’s fool,
The world is the biggest school

(Intro)
Rest in Peace Mike Jack. This is real rap. Top Billion CMG

(Verse 1)
Yo, we’re fooled by the leaders, fooled by the preachers,
“Columbus found America!” fooled by the teachers,
Told there’s tooth faires and bunnies on Easter,
But, I ain’t seen them nor Santa Clause either,
Fooled by the media… TV and the radio,
They repeat to ya things they think that you need to know,
“Buy cars, buy clothes, buy food, buy jewels!”
You think buying new shoes means you can buy cool?
Naw fool, that won’t sell any cash and college degrees don’t mean you bought class,
You can have a BA, think you’re the best,
And be the bookworm in the room full of BS,
But we’re taught higher learning’s the way to progress,
It is! The foolproof way to boost your debt,
Up to your neck… you won’t regret ‘til them Sallie-Mae checks,
But you learn things you won’t regret… Like…

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(Interlude)
And that’s real talk. Since we’re young we’re fooled by the preachers, leaders, and teachers. Hell, even our parents a little bit. That’s like nowadays; rappers and street cats telling youngins hustling is the way to come up. From personal experience, that’s not where it’s at.

(Verse 2)
I pity the fool that pities a fool,
If you pity a fool you’re swimming in the same pool,
I don’t clown with niggas who run with buffoons,
Monkey around you’ll slip on banana peels soon,
Making fool moves is the quickest way to the tomb,
I could have died if I brought that whole ounce to the dude,
Or I could be in prison if those dogs started sniffing,
Funny, doing the speed limit makes the difference,
Nigga, listen: don’t let the drug game fool ya,
You’re 12 inches from death if cash is your ruler,
Streets made of winners and loser but loser look like winners,
Like Lakers wearing jerseys of Clippers,
‘Til their body see a zipper or they get a cot,
Cell block and three dinners… they fooling niggas,
Tellin’ them hustling is the way to come up for ‘em,
‘Til them crackers cuffing ‘em… it’s done for them

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(Interlude)
People start to hustle for the love of money. But the acquiring of money isn’t the end all be all and that’s where they got ya’ll fooled. A love of money is only gonna get your heart broke in the end like a bad relationship. And I think we’ve all been there.

(Verse 3)
Have you ever felt like you’ve been used?
Emotionally hurt your heart’s been bruised?
Feeling no better than a hammer or a screw,
‘Cause the one that you loved treated you like a tool,
Feeling like a fool and a jackass, I know I have,
I gave my heart and she chunked it in a trash bag,
I tried to get the last laugh saying “Girl, you ain’t that bad!”
But that can’t mask I’m sad,
I’m not glad that I’ve been through what I have,
You don’t have to be a fool to know the world’s cruel,
So why’d I still have to go to school?
Why’d I have to have heavy heartache just to know the rules?
God, that’s not cool if you’re up in heaven,
You’re making me question how you teach lessons,
But, if you’re there, keep giving blessings,
‘Cause the world’s ways keep us stressing,
Mike tell ‘em. Yea

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