School

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(Intro: sample) What are you doing home from school so early? You shouldn't be back for another two hours Now answer me... what are you doing home? (I got suspended) Suspended? For what? (Nothing) A good student like you, don't get suspended for nothing Now why were you sent home? (Cuz I'm black!) (Masta Killa) Bangin' on the lunchroom table, I used to spectate And watch some of the M.C. greats Throw verses back and forth, I didn't have the heart to step forth I used to take it home to write some of my own But still I wasn't ready to touch the mic-phone The back staircases of school was filled with blunt residue A broken lightbulb and the crew, a man or two Bangin' on the wall while a few M.C.'s, shoot the breeze I'm just passin' through, I might've took two off the trees We fiend for this hip hop quarantine Listen out for the walkie talkies of the Dean (security coming...) *beat switch* (RZA) Bododo.. school! Sat in the back of the class with my hand up Two wild security guards, grabbed my man up Threw him in detention for 5 days suspension Cuz he said, the teacher was lyin about the Indians Tryin to dumb us with the story of Columbus And brain-numb us, when all you see, that came from us They copy-carvin, I learned about God and Taggin Wu logo on the book margin Intense like a New York riot, she stood quiet And asked me, could she speak to me in private (Mr. Diggs, you actin' like a fool...) Huh? (You know these rules that we have in these schools) Yeah.. (You and your friends think ya'll cool) Why? (Cuz ya'll walk through these halls with the 12 jewels) Phat shoe laces and tri-colored sneakers I stood like a man then I questioned my teacher Why don't we speak about the wisdom of the sages? And how did Europe black out in the dark ages? And when they got light did they white-wash the pages? And the inquisition, why was Christian thrown in cages? And why wuld they try to destroy the nation? With their birth control and bring control floridation? And why it seems that half the school is racist? She said "Diggs, to the office! " We about faces.. (Masta Killa) Handed my paper with the proper title Who wrote the holy Koran or Bible? Bein' that person with the scent ability Makes me responsible for the uncivil The next morning as I entered the building A cypher goin' on and the Gods is building My hot chocolate spillin', after 5th period Let's cut out, go bag some chicks up at Tilden Wonderful had the rental, "Nobody Beats the Biz" Instrumental, attractin' a few Nothin' really poppin', let's slide to Clara Barton Bumped into a few good brothers from Morgas Martin Mentioned Norman Thomas, had chicks That'll hit flicks, and take you shopping, true indeed I thought Sarah J. had the one that I need Mary Burtrum, Julia Richmond, is it fashion? Elijah Whitney sing the song with me Sisters from Washington Irv. swing a arm Brothers in death, pull the fire alarm Rude ones flow rapness, Western House money makers Maxwell thunder hip shakers.. (Outro: 2Pac sample) They not on my level, but I can sit with the O.G.'s from there And make it major, youknowhatimean? (That's what's nigga) Right, but, we not doing that until we get this business settled And even while we doing that, we try'nna get the Wu-Tang niggaz Cuz I love them niggaz, I feel as though They represent the east coast, how we represent the west coast And I love them... *echoes*