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as she past by
And even then I used to ask why
Them good girls like them bad guys
We got to high school I'm still chasing my dream
My focus was playing

a lil' something like this 

I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's

this money by myself Fucked a bad bitch and her friend by myself
I ain't need no help 

Cop my first ounce in high school bathroom
That's then I first

To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat

Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your

Lame Claim to Fame

Weird Al Yankovic

Mandatory Fun [LP]

2014

used to belong
To Cuba Gooding Jr.'s uncle
A friend of mine in high school
Had jury duty with Art Garfunkel
One time I was staying in the same hotel

conflicted didn't know where to fit in
Put under so much pressure he couldn't eat his provisions
The years have gone by he's now in high school
Developed his

could lose everything but I'll never my faith
I'm not friends of myself, imagine all these fakes

I get to the school and then I see your face (uh, uh)

just tryna get clean
But I’m just wishin
Have you ever lost a friend
To the needle or the pipe
They alive in the day
But they dead by the night
I’m just

to come back
And I see God inside the eyes of these high'd up feens
And mother Mary in they cut up jeans I hope you make it my friend
I hope you make it my

out, two different stories in one picture

Yo, the first year of high school my parents noticed me slippin'

Smokin' cigarettes, skippin' class, catchin'

niggas that's terrifying
Came from nothing my nigga we still fighting
Imma get to the top with my head held high
If the bro' get caught up by the fed's

Eighth grade for some reason I was desensitized
Ninth grade I moved away to live another life
My mom sent me to high school on the other side
'Cause

Central Scrutinizer

Frank Zappa

Joe's Garage: Act I

It's sort of like a really cheap
kind of high school play...the way it might have been done 20 years ago, with all the sets
made out of cardboard boxes

If My Homie Calls

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

practical jokes on
Everybody smoked with they Locs and the yolks on

All through high school, girls by the dozens
Sayin' we cousins, knowing that we

Well, I walked by the high school
We sucked in math but it's cool
That we're still alive cos I like the person that you've turned into
I still have

her, then she don't call me
(tuh) in high school when I turned sixteen
Had a car that barely drove
But was given to me
I would ride around the city
I was

My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live

But I, I could

cool, getting high right by school
Teacher told me I wouldn't be shit after high school
Bitch I'm on track to make enough money to go buy a school

I

It all started
When I was in high school
Rewinding back to the year two thousand
That was when I moved to Honolulu
One thousands of miles flown

better, I cain't lie
Went to the house and she made
Me some hot potato pie
All my friends be sayin
"She ain't nothin but a scrub"
But she make me feel high

pleasure you wouldn't even believe 

The things i received to influence my evil deeds 

Graduated high school 

By the skin of my teeth 

Barely 

After that

But what can I say, keep yo' head up and
Try to keep the faith try to keep the faith
Try to keep the faith

Square fools, since back in high school
We

Hey Baby

No Doubt

Rock Steady

2001

in my face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, hey

Hey Baby [CD-ROM Track]

No Doubt

Rock Steady [4 Song Bonus CD]

2001

in the face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school

[Chorus]
All the boys say,
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Girls say, girls say,
Hey