Lyrics:
high school years were the best, we grew up right, it was…
Just another Tucson Friday night (2X)
suppose
Despite the highs and all the lows
With no clue just where it goes
When you talk your face just glows
You're a magnet and it shows
Despite the highs
run it back to that nigga Jimmy
I see you in the chair but can you stand on business
High school just a topic that you're not forgetting
Aye Dot, show
back from Viet Nam
With high school well behind him
He lives at home and works this
Shitty job.
And he thinks his '60 Chevy
Is the only true amigo
make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
A Magnet brought you to me
Told me your name was Jo
You said you liked
to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
A Magnet brought you to me
Told me your name was Jo
You said you liked my music
On the road, I'm never home
I been livin' on the road, I think I need a mobile home (a mobile home)
In high school, I wasn't strong
Now I'm in the back
I'm freestyling, for me, myself and I
I write them on the paper 'til it gets sky high
I say goodbye, to all the bad things I've done
I start a new
With high school well behind him
He lives at home and works this shitty job
And he thinks his '60 Chevy
Is the only true amigo that he's got
His heart
to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
A Magnet brought you to me
Told me your name was Jo
You said you liked my music
He was eighteen and wasted
A bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours
(Hey)
He was eighteen and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working
went to school on a small yellow bus
Never bothered me, strong arm robbery
I went from powdered jelly donuts to them o's
From my high school
down in Fayetteville
Junipero Serra High School
They're sending thoughts and prayers now
Shrouded in the best of intentions
Wrapped in a veil
a little
Act like it's a lot
Beating Police nerds up
Back in high school
Nigga play
Chopstick kick
Like Ryu
No face
Extension clips leave em like
Caillou
a dodgeball champ at the block rec
I'm high tech on a drum track
In Tucson with a cool ex con throwing rum back
Attack dog on a rope chain
I blow smoke filled
I'm still gettin high
While fulfilling my life
See the redness in my eyes
24/7 imma be so fried (high as a kite)
Doing what I do cause that's just what
the neighborhood watch
Trunk boomin speakers beatin like the school of hard knocks
Clintel the movement stupid got a large knot
In my pocket they be hatin' on us
seven in the morning, this rapper life is so boring
Still at it, the drug absorbent, endorphin addict, yeah
The evil follow me, I got a devil magnet
I
like I'm Popeye up off of the spinach
Eat up your bitch, man she tasting delicious
Back in the school I would cheat off a pretty bitch test and teacher
Was a young boy from Wisconsin with a fire in his heart
He wrote some songs and wanted to show the world
He had a high school sweetheart that he met
ran out of fuel, ever since I graduated high school
All I think about is that the fight's through
And unlike the oil in your tank
For me, not much has
love you think I care if you don't like me
When I was going thru it how come yeen neva write me
Back in high school had some dudes that's tryna fight me
sneeze bleed
Sheesh, at ease
Tucson was not the place for me to be
But I learned a lot, yup
The Devil is shorty from high school thirst trappin'
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