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Read-A-Book
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Read-A-Book was released on November 15, 2006 by Droppin' Science Productions as a part of the album Get Some Friends
album cover
Release DateNovember 15, 2006
LabelDroppin' Science Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghettosocks
Ghettosocks
Songwriter

Lyrics

I can move a crowd with the wave of my hands
And if knowledge is a weapon, I'm a dangerous man
MCs be mythologically rockin' the booth
Keep on claiming Hercules, or call me Dr. Seuss
In case you didn't get the drift, I'm shootin' gift about books
Most rappers are scared to death, they're scared to look
C'mon player fill up your mind and rhyme honestly
The god's laughin' at you, I call it divine comedy
I sympathize with villains in a paradise lost
Sip Fruitopia through a pair of nice straws
Decode DaVinci's strokes in a scary night fog
These boys ain't hard, they're Hardy Boys wearing my jock
So get off my Philippine dick learn to read and write
Then you might think of some stuff to burn the speed of light
Smarten up I'll tell you time and again
You hit the club, I hit the library tryna get brain, bring it
Read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
(Read, study lessons, and build your inner-power)
And read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
I read at night with a white lighter flicked on in a tent
To see the truth the hype writer of the innocent
I don't promote guns like Heston might or 50 cent
'Cause that's the one-buttoned typewriter of the ignorant
Chicken noodle soup for the soul? Hell no
It's Ghettosocks the Autobot keepin you in the know
Fuck the hype of media, I'm not the type to be beatin' ya
Y'all bite but can't take me out like encyclopedias
Some cats out there brag that they diss me
But they getting it backwards like they're Agatha Christie
Untangle the mystery 'til your brains' mangled and crispy
Forget it, Stephen King couldn't handle the misery
And on the real I don't blame these cats
This system that we're livin' in is lame and wack
With Junior high girls going off to learn in a thong
Your english class will probably analyze the words to this song, c'mon
Read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
(Read, study lessons, and build your inner-power)
And read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a
Read a book-a book-a book-a
Written by: Ghettosocks
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