Lyrics:
catching the flu
My order 66 a kill these kids like Anakin do
The burden taxing prolly rip thru the average dude
In high school you was the man homie, fuck
wanting to read more, run track, go to college, think about race, and well
Marry Tyra Banks
I was a sophomore in high school about to get expelled another
Towne
First day of High School went and got my tool, then I fell in love with that K sound
I'm from the park but don't play round, this ain't no
and grades they get a pass
An illusion of sustaining academic criteria
scholarships are not 4 years
Now high school teens on ESPN
Ending:
Hey Bob, reporting
the south
And Louisiana from the south
And Mississippi from the south
Atlanta, Georgia from the south
[Chorus:]
That's why we doin the uh
South
the south
And Louisiana from the south
And Mississippi from the south
Atlanta, Georgia from the south
[Chorus:]
That's why we doin the uh
South
that underground south west side high it's a vibe come and ride many do or die, die
You aint even about that Nahhh
We from the school of hard knocks I
the schoolyard, no report card because I'm larger than life
Clothes smokey, eyes shining, 'cause I'm high as a kite, fuck it
High school teachers I'm a man
the south
And Louisiana from the south
And Mississippi from the south
Atlanta, Georgia from the south
[Chorus:]
That's why we doin the uh
South
of hush-your-mouth, 'n Joe South and that's home to me
She was born in '52, she finished in a Mississippi school
And something about her smile that turns you on
She's
It wasn't easy as an outcast
I didn't wanna show my face like i'm Kenny from South Park
It wasn't easy as high school loser
Being the target of all
Tatted up, I'm gassed up, I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy
I'm a son of the dirty south
This that southern playalistic Willie
i’m clapping on her cheeks
While i’m at seagate beach
Cause it get warm like south west florida
Pulling up to naples high school,
With the crew
Tigers
doing the most
I swang and I swerve
Nigga like, "Who need a curve?"
Old school sittin' on high
Nigga like, "Who need some herb?"
Watch for
Jah say, Africans come together
East west north and South Africa
Imploma say, wi must unite together
If wi nuh organize and unite wi nuh have a future
(???????)
El Camino pick-Up truck
(???????) Motley Crue
Holding hands just me and you
We don't need no high school
I think we're too cool
We'll have
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
know a killer (Know some killers)
Kin to Fowlers' but you know I gotta rep the Millers' (Miller gang)
High School, I could've been a drug dealer (Selling
gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the sticky icky
So nigga roll somethin wit me
Been smoking blunts since high school
Now look at all the bullshit I
mouth, 'n Joe South
And that's home to me
She was born in '52, she finished in a Mississippi school
And something about her that turns you on
She's
Windy City attitude boricua from the south side
You got eyes with that shake, mommy let's ride
Take you on a roller coaster, live that high life
Got
buy the whole block
And let my niggas live
There
Went from plantations
To all round the globe
Still picking cotton
Though our skin it glows
Part
to the Junkiemaker
And you will find, you'll be a junkie with a zombie mind
And suck the pipe, take your life and you will die
All because you wanted to get high
high school So my
Band hit the road and we didn't play no
Skynyrd either I came of age rebellin'
Against the music in my high school parkin'
Lot It
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