Lyrics:
Fuck the kids
Drama Mama still suffering through her high school trauma
Tame The Trauma was around the time of the High School Bombers
That were life
One? They chose me?
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school
You better
You better
You better
You better listen
When he looked right
side to side (D-Block)
(Put 'em up high, dunk ride cause)
New York is back
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side (uh, yeah, uh yeah)
Put 'em
a few friends, but I didn’t belong
Met a few girls all of them did me wrong
School flew by and soon I was out
Wanted to learn more so I
Took the college
to
Learn."
Buffoon: "My teacher in high school was a stupid bitch, man! She had her
Head way up her ass!"
Dean: "Well the quality of the faculty
still in junior high-school, elementary ass niggas
Holler at me when you graduate
We'll be posted right by the four hundred building,
Room four twenty,
Gun in the place snuck it in
Blunt to the face another pill
I'm so high I walk through a portal
Rockstar fit it's not normal
Bitch foreign she
of a:
What we got here and what we didn't know here now
A burning question that can filter through our eyes
We're high school sweethearts tied by light
high school without hanging with the snakes
I'm surrounded by these snakes and they all choking my neck
I'm surrounded by these snakes and they all
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister
All hopped in the car
We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall
MY mom
school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister
All hopped in the car
We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall
MY mom
High school At High school I was a mess Breaking rules and dodging class At the tuck shop with the gang roll up weed we smoking grass Put my life
getting high
The worst feeling in the world, is getting by
Imma Leo, but I feel like a Gemini
Cold world got me feel that I'm switching sides
Bad
to twistin' up a pick me up
Used to pickin' up a blunt, fixing up depression
In high school learned a useful lesson
Pick a substance you don't OD off if you get
that I've been screwed
By my school, rude seniors, plus the teachers and the rules
And we wonder why there's always someone plottin' with a tool
Blow
to have another
I remembered that time me and my friends
Cut school just to watch Jackson 5
Five of us influenced by tools
We ended up in truancy school
Rocking up, in the Benz
Old-school drive by in the ends
Shooting up, glock on a cleanse
D D D bow, no real friends
Used to lurk in the shadows
Now
helping ppl fate
If they can't afford it throw sum extra ona plate
If they hunted by the blue free tuition to a state school
Need tha reparations
that
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
I grew up in North Aurora
Much time spent in Aurora
I threw up from Boca
I’m spent after I hold up these golf clubs
ACC, the club, not the school
If
freaks and hippies in my high school;
Football players all tryin' to be cool.
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer'
When the cops drove by till
hail to our school
Hail Central High
I wonder how the gang is doing now
Can't wait to see them
I wonder too how that girl I never knew
But dreamed
need to see ID
Can't help but pay attention yo this shit not free
Need a frequency this high for VIP
Need a vibe so fly wanna be by me
You can get ya
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