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Verse 1
I love a chick that’s smart with a wicked arse
I could kiss the stars when a spliff is sparked
If they diss my art? Dismissive bars!
Bunch of bullshit like religion class
After I rap this classic song
I’mma smash another packet of Maxibon’s
Find another lass to be mackin’ on
Tryna get gassed so I pack the bong
This bastard’s high, glassy eyed,
The party don’t start till I’m partly fried,
One day I’ll have a gnarly ride, Ferrari type,
Then I’ll start to fly…
Hook
So read a book Tom, you might learn something
I know we don’t get along but we can burn something
Read a book, Tom
Oh, won’t you read a book Tom?
Just read a book Tom, so we can all get along
Verse 2
Runk’s a damn punk band that’s plays funk jams,
While we sample skunk strands, I’m an ample front man
Pessimistic peasant but a menace with the penmanship
Reckless & relentless, testing tempers till hysterics hit,
Hectic as feminist pledging for censorship,
When I pen a script I’m negligent, pleasantly effortless
Save the date for the great escape, wake and bake when you play ma tape
If you’re suggesting what I say should be better in its taste
Get peppered sprayed then left in a grave
Suggesting what I say should be better in its taste?
Get peppered sprayed then left in a grave…
Hook
So read a book Tom, you might learn something
I know we don’t get along but we can burn something
Read a book, Tom
Oh won’t you read a book Tom?
Just read a book Tom so we can all get along
Bridge
Life gave me lemons so I made lemonade
Put roofies in a glass, then gave it to a mate x4
Hook
So read a book Tom, you might learn something
I know we don’t get along but we can burn something
Read a book, Tom
Oh, won’t you read a book Tom?
Just read a book Tom, so we can all move on
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