Lyrics:
and geeks galore,
Somewhere I ain't been before
I never went to uni and I never was a student
I'm a high school drop out, a popular loner,
Making papers
a beeper goin' off like a high school bell
Looked in the mirror, what did we see?
Fucking blue lights: L.A.P.D
Pigs searched our car, their day was made
but what do I know?
This my family and my city on my side flow
Still wish I went to Union High though
I know it's tough out there but hold your pride
A second hand nature for war
The biggest rivals in my city is the law
I’m from that Pico Union district homie
Fuckk what you thought
We got trees, windows,
your spirit 'cause your past is tryna haunt you"
I was gettin' so high, I couldn't even function (yeah)
If you don't want to die, you gotta do
the black or the light Timbs
White boys look, act, and rap like Slim (hi)
Fight Music, knife users never respect it
Guns talk, high schools with metal
the black or the light Timbs
White boys look, act, and rap like Slim (hi)
Fight Music, knife users never respect it
Guns talk, high schools with metal
As Joe come a sailing through.
Oh his clothes were coarse and his hopes were high
As he headed for the promised land
And it took a few weeks
As Joe come a sailing through.
Oh his clothes were coarse and his hopes were high
As he headed for the promised land
And it took a few weeks
Today, I will walk into the Civic Auditorium
As a 17-year-old high school graduate
And walk out-
"Name?" The man's grating voice
Cuts through my reverie
the local theatre closed back in 2013
And the high school team's on a five year losing streak
So no wonder they're making me
I've been the talk of Union
Lincoln Jr High School
I was thuggin'
Quick to pop 'em in his jaw
Boy if he muggin'
I was selling fake shit
Like chicken nuggets
Kickin' does on the block
High School none of that mattered
But now that era’s gone
We were doing big things
Dreaming up mansions
We were young and
Loving our city, everything
Technically I’m good with the English
That’s how I make these classics
Ironically I started rapping in school
Best dressed so you know who in
neck resemble ice cubes
I got high at school, I never finished high school
I got high at school, I never finished high school
I regret it but I can't get
roaches
So she don't care
How I move so player
G Pen, mid air
High school, I was gettin' high
Teacher said I was goin' nowhere
Now I'm worth millions
Yeah feel me you know all you gotta do is sit back
And let your hair down you feel me
Don't you wanna slide through my city
Get high in my city sit
think everything's alright but you ain't got a clue about the state, about the state
Of the union
Jobs around here pay the same as they did back in
you feel it deep in a your soul, ah
Drum and the bass mek you skank off your shoes
The fifth of august, the year was 1962
The union jack removed
I got the highest heels on the street
But the don't get me high as I wanna be
I was born in summer sound
When all the New York city held it's
Jews, they try to kill us and bury our history
But the resurrection Is up next, you heard
305 M.i.ayo Carol City with the flags yo, Apts Were we fade yo
long
Where do our high school memories go?
Where do our high school memories go?
Where do they go? You know what I'm sayin'
She comin' down real clean
got em cheesin’ aye
Talk about a pizza flow
I like catfish but I prefer my adriaticos
I love everything about this city
And about this school
Yeah
Young dumb
Young, young dumb and broke
Young dumb
Young, young dumb and broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
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