text: Uhh.. uhh
  Uhh.. uhh
  Good morning!
  Good morning!
  Good morning!
  Good morning!
  Wake up Mr. West, Mr. West
  Mr. Fresh, Mister, by himself hes so impressed
  I mean damn, did you even see the test?
  You got Ds, muthafucka Ds, Rosie Perez
  And yer ass barely passed any and every class
  Looking at every ass, cheated on every test
  I guess, this is my dissertation
  Homie this shit is basic, welcome to Graduation
  Good morning!
  Good morning!
  Good morning!
  Good morning!
  Good morning, on this day we become legendary
  Everything we dreamed of
  Im like the fly Malcolm X, buy any jeans necessary
  Detroit Red cleaned up
  From the streets to the league, from an 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 saying you changed, now you doing your thang
  Good morning!
  Good morning!
  Good morning and—
  Good morning!
  Good morning and look at the valedictorian
  Scared of the future while I hop in the DeLorean
  Scared to face the world, complacent career student
  Some people graduate, but be still stupid
  They tell you read this, eat this, dont look around
  Just peep this, preach this, teach us, Jesus
  Okay look up now, they done stole yo streetness
  After all of that you received this
  Good morning!
  Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down
  Every time that we hear them
  Good morning!
  Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down
  Every time that we hear them
  Good morning!
  Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down
  Every time that we hear them
  Good morning!
  Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down
  Get on down
  Get— get on down
  Get on down
  Get— get on down