Lyrics:
Though we end up as professors or selling appliances
We will not forget throughout all life's alliances
The dear Graduate School of Arts
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
international universities
And interviews with professors and students
When David Yermack
The finance department chair at
New York University Stern School
Rest In Peace no R.I.P
I didn't graduate from school demons they still testing me
I didn't graduate from you your spirit still next to me
Found The Most
or intellect
So how the hell you created philosophy
When you kill philosophers constantly
The point is that we descend from kings
Science, art
school teachers!
Reading, Grammar, Math, Science,
Music, Art, P.E.
These are not the only things
you can learn from classes.
Yay!
Fun, safe, easy-peasy
a millionaire
So I’m like fuck school
But You about to graduate
I’m still like fuck school
I know I need my education
So When I make it I’m a teach a class I’m
Still tryna graduate from out of art school
Thought universities was expensive, but damn
This institute is just breaking my pockets
Ain't got no
out how to French cook
Good thing I carried 'round a textbook
For four years like a damn pack-mule
The crap I learned back in high school
Oh I'm
complexing
Maths, science, English, art and Japanese
I hate to learn all these in the school time
The park is where I'll be, hanging with some buddies
A.K.A
Chodhe, Jo Bhi Mile Usse Chede, Masti Mein Chale
Keeday Baane Khaane Lagey Aise Kyun Kitaabon Ko Chasme Lag Gaye
Science Padhe, Arts Padhe, Din Padhe Raat
you get out of grade school
You got high school
And its revving up
The thing is coming
Then you're gonna go to college
And then graduate school
And when
Yeah we the kids from the math science
Our school you know run it
Young boys money and violence
Yeah this is High school with my niggas
Yeah this is
Soon to be graduates best in the game
Elite Ten Council we are taking the stage
Win in whatever you name
This is Food Wars
If you threaten our ways
these days' narrative
Taste and see as a decree with no flavor description
Inexperience a foreign language, prerequisite to graduate
Emotion
Havin' deja vu
Flashbacks to when I used to play Ja Rule
On those long walks on the way to school
Had a long talk about breakin' rules
That's why I
could have been true for me if grace had not intervened and kept me afloat
No one goes to school thinking you'll bleed and you'll die
The Undergrad
School days
School days
Dear ole golden
Rule days
Reading (Reading)
Writing (Writing)
Arithmetic (Arithmetic)
Were taught to the tune
science drifting then we'd listen when we start (Drifting, drifting)
Listen to your bio rhythms drift and get into your higher image
This is where you find
But I don't want to justify any of the truancy, that's not who I be
In the last track I said something I wanna acknowledge
"Graduate high school
the sheets let me drop some knowledge
About computer science, let me take you to college
The following are bars a bout some nerdy code
That'll make your head
rate ma, you never graduate
She said, I ain't no fool I make it up in summer school, I love
Girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, I do adore
Yo put
rate ma, you never graduate
She said, I ain't no fool I make it up in summer school, I love
Girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, I do adore
Yo put
and my homies started cutting class
Going up to the high school
Looking for any bitch I could lie to
Tell em I was older than I really was
Smoked
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