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to the headteacher Try and make it cleaner Damaging the system Making it all weaker Headteacher at the top Controlled just like robots Controlling all the lot
naughty again, As the Headteacher’s giving you six of the best! Verse 2 Tales are told of many brave hearts Who suffered this humiliation, Taking flak
the headteacher's office InI and Pete Rock en route to college "Yo, the Nineties called, they want their shit back" I politely declined I'm too preoccupied with
Verse 1 If there’s mud on the floor, Or your classroom door Comes off its hinges once more, Or the headteacher’s chair Needs some urgent repair,
ushered us into the headteacher's office InI and Pete Rock en route to college The Nineties called, they want their shit back I politely declined I'm too
cheer on a fight How have you changed? Are you still alright Let me walk you home tonight It started before the fire began The new headteacher had
to respect adults Got a 3310, blonde hair and a new rep An irish fuckin' headteacher, grey hair and always blaming me So one day, I think I'll strike back
knees now And I ain’t talking school but shortys the headteacher I pray to god that my money stay longer Remember days hustling for just a dollar I outta
years ago. Verse 2 Mr Humbug, already well-known As a headteacher, had frequently shown A lust for power which didn’t stop there. Within six
your clan at me Even the headteacher is better at rapping Why you making videos? Clean your dishes Praying for me not to bring the clan is what you're
Infinite infinitely speed travels to the bulk The headteacher using chalk Armed Lenzmen that would choke Catch you in a yoke emcees smoke by what I wrote My
elementary The headteacher sent for me, I just got detention b, I'll still leave a legacy Jah fill me eventually Keep my name from mentions please My
Then they fold up I was in the school room, headteacher saying own up I don't know nobody I'm a loner but I got contacts on my Motorola I ain't got no
In business class but I hated college The headteacher kicked me out, I never went back I was sitting in the barbers when I went plat' My name rings
headteacher couldn't manage me Fuck Mr. Hall, he's a prick (Hah) And I'm still getting money in the Grove where the bangers be (Fuck him) I could never get
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