Lyrics:
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It was clear in the window eye
The brick outlined the blue sky
And I had to go round the gay graduates in the toilets
And Good King Harry was
Uwee
Danny Dannyjoe wey dey sing song ooo
I be like me
Kpaka
Fine boy
Uwee
Go school
Kpaka
Know book
Eheee
Graduate
Kpaka
Sing song
Kpaka
Uweee
Small
sent man a fiver, I guess it's the thought that counts
Five hundred English Pounds in fivers, I still couldn't afford her nails
In the bando, studyin'
me
So much because I know just as
An identity card is not
A man, a credit rating is not a country now
You know of my deep association
And confraternity
wasted talent association
I'm on my grind bii omo olo
Awa lomo ita, awa tun lomo oko
Emini player, emi de losomo
I got a flow like glue... Shoma gan mo
a bush with the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one
Guilty by association, stank bitch
wanna give me some, nappy nasty -- I pass
Let them players flash,
speaking
No English
Ontop her desk
Peeling oranges
Attend to me
But she dey talk silly
No kind gesture
Na the opposite
Say excuse her
She wants to eat
Woman
papa wa ti o ya to i cant come and kill myself
Eight years you graduate yet you still no get job eh
So make we take am jeje jeje story story o story
(Perspektiven / Perspectives)
[Spoken in English:]
Laibach takes over an organisational system of work, after the model of
Industrial production
in that
I don't got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah
Aye lil nigga where's the money
You thought I was a lil' dummy?
I got association with
a doubt that's what clout be
Can't say what I'm about only saying things about me
My city too small just high school games
Even after you graduate
succumb
To the will of the slum bite your tongue
Burn a bush with the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one
Guilty by association, stank bitch
Want to give
a point, a graduate with honors
Head stupid, he like, you on point, how is you a scholar
I'm a hustler, I can really turn a penny to a dollar, yeah
From
teacher
So when I was 25 I was filling out my application for work
What did you study?
I was a high school English teacher at the time when I first started
grade
I didn't speak fluent English
My teachers said I would never finish
I didn't graduate from Edison High
I graduated from Stockton school of adults
takes four years to graduate, I hate to say that I'm a graduate
Cause all I did was listen, I'm not the loudest in the room
Unless someone is whispering
it's tantamount
To classics now
My pedigree's ahead of me
Young graduate with caps and gowns
I utilize my English
In pursuit of my relinquished soul
They
Smoking on the piff, both whiffed and plastered
Can't kill this sick English Bastard
No EDL, No UKIP shit
Love Bentleys over German whips
And English girls
dekha mall bn ri thi shishe waali building
Ac office English toilet guard ne bhi salute kiya
But during recess usi guard ka abuse mila
Fir lga keye real
I say that music is a language
Because if you think about your first language
For me and probably most of us here might be English
So I'm just going
dekha mall bn ri thi shishe waali building
Ac office English toilet guard ne bhi salute kiya
But during recess usi guard ka abuse mila
Fir lga keye real
More like the secretary of weight
Nothing scarier than turning paperwork in late
I gotta graduate
I can't repeat no grades
High school was cool
But my
the tool, let's try to deal here with the jewel
That I'm droppin on you, now let me take you all to school
You see, to graduate in hip-hop you must be
partir en fumée à la
Manière d'un lépreux chaud
JOHN et Sam, téma l'association
Ma voix n'est pas portante
Mais quand j'pose avec mes soces y a l'son
Mes
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