What's up,
Willie
D?
What's up?
Why you ain't in school?
Man?
Lil' man, let me tell you somethin'
Since it seems nobody can
tell you nothin'
Goddamn head, hard as a rock
You like to hang out, skip school,
and smoke pot
Black groove ain't hit tin'
Fuckin' around with your buddies,
bullshittin'
Goin' to school just to skip school
Either shit, or get off the pot, fool
Cause it ain't cool no more,
just to be the badass everyday joker
And you wonder why times are so hard,
can't read, can't write, can't get a job
Broker than the ten commandments,
and you got more beef than the mountains
Mad at the world like it all your son
Well get ready for the fucker,
cause the world ain't gon na stop turning
Cause it ain't yarning for you to
come up and start learning
That you gotta play by the rules
Throw your ass back to school!
I went looking for a job last summer
Found out
McDonald's wanted a plumber
I thought about selling some dope,
but not for long
Cause now foo's doin'
day for day wrong
And that ain't me,
so I reviewed my options
Being engineer, rapper, slut, boxer
Either way, I needed an education
To not get fucked out the
back and die to make it
Your school is a drag
And the teacher sometimes mad
But it's up to you to make the grade
Cause teach your teacher already paid
Hate to bust your bubble
But ain't nothin' on
them streets but trouble
And that's easy to get into
But you'll go loco tryin' to get out,
bro
You're smarter than
Dorian
Put your mind to it and
you can be the vile of
Victoria
Don't be no fool
Stop cheatin' yourself
Go back to school
And you missed the pin of your action,
so who's next?
Willie.
Willie.
It's your ass I'm going to school,
boy.
You know we ain't got no food here.