Lyrics:
Going to school is actually fun
Bye bye little kids, its time to go Middle School uh-oh!
Its a new start and its 4 times bigger...
would go
Harris Diner and Sandwiches where we chill and eat
Hearing bout that Harp Middle A and B building beef
And I ain't go to school in the town
We
do, you give the jewelry up
[Chorus]
All the niggas came through
Yeah, from the Hills, Park Hill, Shaolin
Stapleton, New Brighton, nigga
West
They say more money more problems
I say more money more freedom
Middle finger to a new school Nigga
Doing this for a minute
They say more money more
Cleese
SIR GALAHAD : Michael Palin
SIR ROBIN : Eric Idle
GOD : ???
FRENCH GUARD : John Cleese
MINSTREL : ???
LEFT HEAD : Terry Jones
MIDDLE HEAD : Graham
You better be ready
(Independent kid, I've been chasin' my dream
I dreamed this on my desk back in middle school)
(Be ready for it, be ready, yeah,
feds
No foreplay, I fit that like three Zs
I'm new school, no new wave
Real bad, not sweet like toothache
My boys want an old love that I have
Yeah this one goes out to all them Moet clickers knahmsayin?
From the old school no not the Crisal group
It's the Moet click yaknahmsayin?
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
out napalm
State to state
All the real G's gotta feel us
No middle man shit, nah we the dealers
Grew up a convict like Akon
In the kitchen whippin'
Slide in the middle or climb in the back
Steerin' wheel's steady when you're ready girl
We'll put a new spin on these wheels
Leanin' to an old school
NARC's radar
suspected us to be a cumulus cloud, ejectin lightning
Strikin like a wild knuckle fight, in New Brighton
A million strands
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, (?) all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch
It's true, overdue, and plain to see,
They say, we're standing firmly in the rain
Simply waiting for it to stop they said,
That we should build new
before
Rascals get a barstool, peaceful people with smooth talk
Get a cue ball brute forced through their arse
Half Eton school boy, half snooker table
Middle finger to mass-appealers
Casket fillers, the fashion killers
And from the classroom of free school dinners
Were space invaders and wagon wheelers
Broken heart, genius-minded
The new breed of Shaolin
Think shit was simpler when the mission
Was just leave the island
When my friends had new drugs and
I
Chilling on the game
In the PlayStation party, talking with the gang
Remember being a little kid middle school and high school days
Now we are
we gotta reimburse every cent?
CHORUS
Old troubles, New troubles, solving them like riddles,
Old school, new school, I'm somewhere in the middle
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
to the school with my brain missin'!
Pull up to the school with my brain missin'!
Pull up to the school with my brain missin'!
Middle finger up to my freakin'
park was
A splash for the Summer
And coney island
And brighton too
Brooklyn
Oh
Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Brooklyn
Moved to canarsie
As a teen
Yeah yeah
(East
.png/220px-Brighton_Rock_(Graham_Greene).png "Brighton Rock")
.jpg/300px-Pavilion_Projection_-_Dr_Blighty_Brighton_Festival_2016_(27272796456).jpg "Brighton Festival Chorus")
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