Busta Rhymes Album

[No lyrics]

[Busta]
oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man
yo, yo, yo, I can't understand
why the parents and the teachers
and everybody trying to o the kids
the young generation yo,
what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man

[Charlie Brown]
I don't know what the deal is
you hafta ask my partna Dinco D
yo yo tell us D tell us D
mass confusion g, i don't know what's up
hey yo man

(it's just another case of that old pta)

huh man

[Dinco D]
in school I wrote notes and took quotes from Shakespeare
and other types of rhymes to show you that I (care)
but things like together forever to you my only one (only one)
it was special I can say it was another one
you would say someone's knocking at my window
(KNOCK KNOCK)
someone's ringing my bell
(DING DONG)
it's about two in the morning
(HEY YO G, WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?)

(it's just another case of that old pta)

but never the less here goes to show my potential
and even though our love was three-dimensional
one (me) two (you) three (your pops) now what am I to do
I had to transform into educated lad
going around doing chores for your dad
playing a duck, wearing sweaters and shoes
chilling with pop just listen to the blues
and talking to your mom about a love for her daughter
suggesting to me that I just oughta
watch myself
(INCH BY INCH)
watch myself
(AND USE SOME SENSE)
so I did
(HEY)
it didn't do a damn thing
but a case to complain, so now i sing

(it's just another case of that old pta)

[Busta]
ROAARRR Busta Rhymes the mighty infamous
always misbehaving and mischeivous
causing aggravation i'll never pause
pushing out spit balls through plastic straws
(IN CLASS)
in gym i got caught at last
for ligthing up the courtyard grass
(HEY)
teacher, teacher, go to the flesh
(Busta Rhymes liked to killed the complex)
hey yo
in class, kicked it to this girl Cheryl
(WHAT?)
the teacher try to tell me I was Pharoah
(NO NO NO)
I'm not with detention no no with suspension
a child's wickeddy wild the Calbridge Hill styles
teach us just a knowledge to go talk to my mommy
now when she gets home, she's gonna wear out the body
I hate this relationship, the mom and teacher
when she reaches home hey yo she knows that I reached ya
ok, of today I am the new school, pray
between my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo

(it's just another case of that old pta)

[Charlie Brown]
AAHHH
yo teachers hate me the girls don't take me
because I'm C Brown
(CLASS CLOWN)
gettin still AAH sometimes i chill yo
depending on the day and (HOW I FEEL)
sometimes i leave an apple that's rotten and (BROWN)
no where to be found
poll tax on sheets, five days a week
arrive in the lunchroom, I gotta get some sleep
but I didn't do it
(YOU DID IT)
I'm suspended
(YOU WAS WIT' IT)
and now it's time to pay for the crime
that I never got caught like Judge Wapner
(BAM! take on the court)
a room of teachers, parents, and preachers
a principal and one kid dress in sneakers
case of brown versus the board
(ORDER ORDER)
yo twelve, verse one is a slaughter
I pleaded my case
AAH
face to face
AAH
it was a waste
and everyone was in place yo
he announced me guilty you have
(THREE HUNDRED SIXTY FOUR DAYS)
of detention to serve
(SOME NERVE)
I felt this could be from (PISSED)
the head of the board said "case dismissed"
as I walk out the room I hear them say
AAHYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEE

(its just another case of that old pta)

-conversation-

Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)

[Charlie Brown]
My mind, ready to go, it's time
I gotta gotta know, where I'm going in L-I-F-E
A constant headache for Charlie B
But I take an asprin and sleep
For a bit, then I dream about making more hits
Wake up, it's not funny
The rent is due and I don't got the money
The landlord says "Get out"
Sorry to hear that, no doubt
I WORK for a jerk that can't understand
Pride and soul cause I'm a man
Minimum wage in the age of the future
Move too slow, damn, it might shoot ya
Make fools out of me and you
I sit relax and just continue
To (to) think (think) that there is
Just too much on my mind

Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 2x)

[Dinco D]
Got up this morning (Too much)
Still sleepy and yawning (Too much)
My stomach is growling (Too much)
The bus is crowding (Too much)
I told my boss I'm getting paid (Too less)
So I quit, and sit with my last check
I go to the mall and can't get fresh
For 99 dollars and 95 cents
Plus, I don't want to hear it
There's too much on my mind and I can hear it
Calling for the D-I-N-C-O
Here comes my girl, wait, I gotta go
Nah, I'm not running, I'll just say no
And go and tell my homeboy Jerell
He can't spell but he knows, relief
(He can't spell but he knows relief)

Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)

The mind is more delicate, more action than a predicate
You think of things that are never thought of and then settle it

Do this (Do that) Go here (Go there)
It's too much on my mind

The mind is more delicate, more action than a predicate
You think of things that are never thought of and then settle it

No money (No job) No home (No life)
It's too much on my mind

Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)

[Busta Rhymes]
Aw baby, what a feeling, what a way to feel when you're down and beat
You're all by yourself in a little corner, no one to help you
Yo, it's like this, you know sometimes you gotta stand up strong for self
Do the little things on your own
Strive hard, strive for perfection
And I'm a tell you one thing
Leaders of the New School, definitely gonna rule things
From our beginning time, till forever, peace

[Charlie Brown]
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Yo check it out, yo Brown, coming up with the sound all around
Check it out, L.O.N.S. for '90 y'all,
Ahhh! What's up? Do I got the hands in the air?
Yo did I make moves, did I make moves?
Yo, ow! Did I make moves yo, so check it out, yo

This is a theory that I've come up with
Between my mind and my heart there's no riff
My story starts off in turtle hawk
Where the Browns bought me sneakers and the back rhyme book
Yo battling for ranks, I didn't have the banks
Ahhhh! Yeah, I simply got to thanks
But yo that was cool cause I kept striving
To go to high school and I kept climbing
A man with a shock from five ten
Gave me promises and dreams, said the contracts would end
For years sweating tears and frustration
Walking and talking, 360 rotations
Oh yeah, Lying Brian, where is your record?
The girls are coming up in a matter of seconds
Ahh! Ahh! Who you think you're fooling?
With those played-out lottos, you know you ain't cooling
Distressed in class, troopers say "Stay up"
It's hard to stay up when they're pulling me down, you know
Times move on, graduation countdown
School with Lion's Den, he's a clown
Imporant, decisions, to make
Years of tears, everything's at stake
I had the strength to believe in me made Charlie B
Take a risk and y'all see
I shot for the stars and you know I caught it
Dinco D, Busta Rhymes, and Milo saw it
Two years of hell, now we're paid off
To prove my rhymes, that it ain't soft
Yo! Elektra selects a new breed to lead them
In the '90 with success and then
Make everyone look leary
Awww! They know, Pinocchio's Theory

Aww! They know, you check it out for the '90
Dinco D, Busta Rhymes, and Milo's in the place to be, check it out

A boy came down every day with the girls
He's jabbering on the mix nonsense
Pinocchio, questions remain
To the likely, notorious win
Ex you're zoning, ahhh!, you're zoning
I made moves, cut cut!
Cut, making move, making move, ahhh!
Clear the rhythm

A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P
Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z
Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me?

"Go on, laugh, make a jackass out of yourself"

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Verse 1: Crackerjacks
I got the adibles
de-deing-zak-zeek-zo goods to eat
what to the manilla on your paper
it's the rattle with the crackerjack caper
now who's said that I was all for my own
not did a flesson-flit to brontosaurus on
here goes the adible eats cos I eat sweets
not stakes summits I got styles
STYLES!
get it honney tell inning to winning
run miles and miles to the speaker
super-propelicker it's the Sound of the Zeekers

OH!

Verse 2: Gollie G
Gollie G bumblebee ring around the rosie
a quacka full of hosie the hip hop scooby doo why
whatch the jar drop let the sunset stop 
BANG!
was my friend to the end
Chukie was a lucky so here's your end friend
I sets the show ain't brocoli and rice
the newer to the new not the old spice
mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue
betty cracker made it better
poindex the flex to track by Busta
with a little bit of sore from the Crackerjack store
still at will
for field up the skill for the jill by the Jack
misguided mojo swing low string
sing along as I bring along with the song
sedated by the maid, meenie mi mo
yo, gotta go, GOTTA GOTTA GO SO!
on and off but the ending yet stick around
cos the zeeko gots the sound

Chorus 1:
jeepers, creepers, it's the Sound of the Zeekers x2


Verse 3: Sha-Now
neverlettheysaid I like a tracks
leaders of the new school want the first path
flow with this groovy track 
welcome to Sound of the Zeekers
just not get trap taste this lyrical bliss
to the brain Sha-Now here there's no shame
in my game let me be your remedy man
I can hit your ears with the words that I share
SO
taste this feel forenow I made the grave
a rumpely sound that you have to obey
Sha-Now in tropical later or here on the scene
sounds of the zeekers just not a dream

Verse 4: Rumpletilkinz
I'm drizzy on may i'm be on the ill tate
I'm simply teaching I representing tripulate
DOWN the negative ADD the positive
pass me why that's my polarity
I just ghetto, look ghetto, came from the ghetto
but now I got elevel with the flow
I riding from the bottom go straight to the top
when I'm only in graping on the hip hop pop
I'm crossing the line heading for the border
feel a quite thirsty, need a cup of water
toilet in grandplans they like sub treplets
90's are the year of the Rumpeltilskinz
take it all witches in throw'em in ditches
if you front to this you just kit stitches
down with the rumpeltil and I love the redskinz
should I begin trancept by friends
Geronimo not the animal I dance canibal
on the dance floor I willing and able to freak
any zeek and I'm out

Verse 5: Kallie Weed
now this is Kallie Weed pum the version

but then it's want to me want to no understand (BOW, BOW!)
and when me come about it dance me understand lumpting (BOW, BOW!)
it want to the move now is I'm moving on bottom (BOW, BOW!)
de inna de dance with LONS (BOW, BOW!)
then bu-bum you janord and northest (BOW, BOW!)
north east south and west everybody move unploress (BOW, BOW!)
inna de 90's hit aye aye (AYE AYE, AYE AYE)

Chorus 2:
fim fi fo fum, let all the zeekers in the dance
fim fi fo fum, Charlie Brown make the dance around

Verse 6: Charlie Brown
zipiddy dooh doh zipeddy dah, OW!
that's only one Charlie Brown zeeker of the speaker
much getting louder lunchtime all out with the chines
[Peanut's teacher speaking] OW!
Crackerjacks taking your back
airer like a track now relaters REACT
come in to flow, come in to flow
better vacation never the less kick pick stick
jump the pump grass, nooooow
no bizz like showbizz, Brown THERE IS!
babble vibrate the ground got speakers
OW, OW, ZEEKERS!

Verse 7: Dinco D
L - O - N - S!
zeeker with zest zen jive as crazy
minds combine elevating the maze
of a cartible character scripture of a picture
picture mister D - I - N - C - O!
be a fool but speaker with average
ever number one but ain't not it's rattle game
so I zone and zones of I been
a special with sounds so ill I be witness
see like zack the Lego maniac
you ask what's that? I said bring it back

Verse 8: Cut-monitor Milo
I got short dreadlocks and right pad SEEKERS!
illing on this track call Sound of the ZEEKERS!
before I cut low miss this go-ne
doing all the merger a fiss in a bledger
see I don't ride WOLVES cos I know be faking
don't eat bacon cos that's for saking
my heavy-digits stay ultra maked
no need to play hot cos I can't be frozen
just take this as a mailpress token
how many pennies do you need to laces?
how do you know when you have a six cents
PEEM PEEM PEEM! it's the sound of my beeper
and the name of this track it's Sound of the Zeekers

Verse 9: Busta Rhymes
I love the feminine fats when they go (hah, hah)
to the hitty-bitty bust then show (hah, hah)
babe babe doll, babe babe babe doll
showing you Busta Rhymes will never fall
everybody in the house have you zeeking make some noise
(AAHHHH YEAH YEAH YEAH!) people that we recoging
beam back that sound from the blooming (hah, hah)
that beatiful sound I'm loving (hah, hah)
you find a move riding to the show bizz
come to speak, what? in the Lab of Noizes
so back off your bats and your creatures
react sit back and listen to the Sound of the Zeekers!

done!

Verse 1: Busta Rhymes
remember the days when I was walking and talking
doing what I gotta do, doing what we wanna do
off into my walked dawn missions, why?
cos the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
only nice in the days looking down the road
seeing beatiful girls with the car load
yeah yeah yeah they are screaming,
wish I had a little ride on my own,
but since I don't there is my sobb story
my missions will continue as I keep on stalking
stamina was dying from the constant walking
right before the moment I began to car to my man Ridle
who had a some moving on
I tought he wouldn't know that's my dying
where are the others nammy you beat and kept driven
now in my heart they do a big hole
cos my little, little, little toes
started jumping on my end soul
it was frigity burn and then I said wait, I got pride
it's time to get my own ride
I came up with the scheme and got paid
I had no other choice but go at knowledge of tray
when I got my transport, I got kind of steam G up
cos I got cherry pet further
now I'm feeling good cos I'm off my feet,
man the little squalid dogs running up in the street
and they saying:
my name is Sharina, my name is Busta
my name is Tonia, my name is Busta
my name is Dianna, my is Busta
and what do you take me for the little loco push over
no shame in my game cos that's how I got this
and when I return the playback everybody gets pist
and now I am the man fielding all the glory
and when you rise down and gone, just remember that

Chorus:
I KNOW YOU AND YOU KNOW ME,
I KNOW YOU AND YOU KNOW ME,
I KNOW YOU AND YOU KNOW ME,
IT'S THE SOBB STORY, THE SOBB STORY

Repeat chorus

Verse 2: Charlie Brown
red like green like 1, 2, 3
here comes the hop along kid Charlie B.
I'm constantly moving with my walkman kicking
my bunnions are crying beaving plicking
please, please, get into the vehicle
I stop at Dave's ave.,
figure out vehicle-brother, to give me a ride
"sorry, Charlie" was a coming reply
I didn't forget about the girl in the sidekick
the rubber don't system in the swallow kid
C drive by with the posse, ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah
hey Charlie Brown, where you go?
well I have to purchase to get
smoke from the rubber word up to my neck
girls wear goochie and their friends way fendy
wall ally a walker to get fairly
just a beep beep an ocasional way
the table's turn, now she got play
lunchtime Marty and Deon
Jonhy Guills, Diego Stroy, and Dacon
sitting and waiting for about to biggy these
I stack by the Crackerjacks just through delieve
stress it's a mess I decided to work
but it's hard to work when your boss is a jerk
I sweat floors and drive to get mine
my amigos with Dinco D, Milo and Busta Rhymes
wreck top kickbox galooine Brown who's the clown
remember the

chorus 
repeat

now I remember Rod when he first got his sobb
didn't have a job and his car was a mob more brothers
he never knew from jack and when his car win flact 
they wouldn't inject
and when his car was in the shop they wouldn't stop buy
they've say "hi" on the reply but back came Rob
to the same old game
"hee-hee yo, what's up to y'all, wanna hang?"
"yeah sure" they said on the quick fast
"by the way anybody got money for gass?"
"nah, not me"
"I don't, don't ask"
"I got it, come on"
"watch out, we gonna crash!"
roll away now Rob just walking like me
the D to the O and the middle INC
ans some say MV I say all empty
and now he just walking my sobb story

Chorus
repeat

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[Dinco D]
It was a nice sunny day until the heat we fell victim
Sex on our minds while I was in her system
Girls with them beatiful, fellas the same
A freak said "Hi" and we all yelled "Train!"
So we continue on our mission to get some POONANIE!
The girl we just met is not worth the MONEY!
She's just hot and ready to serve
Three cool swell brothers who had the nerve
To approach her, throat her, along with the action
She said it's cool making love in this fashion

Trains, planes, and automobiles
It's all in the same it's how the wheels turn (Repeat 2x)

[Charlie Brown]
Engine number one! (Yes engine number two?)
Yo tell me what's the problem! (Don't you think you can solve them?)
Of course I can (I know you can) We know you can!
So I prepare to make a dance to prove that I'm the man
At first she said "I'm not with the Amtrak"
Gently I convinced her to lay upon her back
All aboard! The brothers coming in, I heard the jigga jigga
So let the fun begin
She got to ride the shotgun dropping off next stop!
On and on, but it still ain't enough
I guess it's left up to engine number three
(To get what?) What? To get aboard those

Trains, planes, and automobiles
It's all in the same it's how the wheels turn (Repeat 2x)

[Busta Rhymes]
Got on the train and rode the express (Yeah rode the express)
??? in the clit of pure bliss
Slim trim, that's what I want to get hitting (Some trim)
And knock the boots off of the slim thing, where did you get in?
>From the jeep counter and that was it
She felt against my skin, so once I was ready to begin
To blow up the engine (Engine)
A let my best friends ride on the train
(The train!) The train (The train!)
The ch-ch-ch-ch-ch train! C'mon, c'mon

[Interlude from Grandmaster Flash's "Superrappin'"]
Huh! Take the train, take the train, take the train!
Huh! Take the train, take the train, take the train!
It was a party night and every was breaking
The eyes was screaming and the bass was shaking
And it won't be long til everybody knows
That (Milo's) on the beatbox, knowing that (Milo's) on the beatbox!
Knowing that (Milo's) on the beatbox. gooooooooing...
And, and, and, and, sha-nah-nah!

Get 'em up, move 'em in, get 'em out, move 'em out!
Trains, plane, and automobiles
Get 'em up, move 'em in, get 'em out, move 'em out!
Trains, plane, and automobiles

[Dinco D]
As I return on my return trip
I had to roll and make this girl flip
So I said, "Fellas?" (Yeah?)
Should I do it like this? (No!) Like that? (No!)
Then why is she yelling "Go Dinco go!"
Sweating the pain off, letting it drain off
Feeling relaxed as my thing went soft
Never the measure, this is the pleasure
Are you gonna ride again?

[Charlie Brown]
Yo, never!
Never I'll take your advice
But let me get off my rock, homeslice
Time was just not on my side
Hour after hour it was a long ride
Thinking how I got in so deep
My lolipop shop just would not sleep
Rocking the body in and out like a party
Screaming and creaming, "Come on Charlie!"
Cause (Charlie says!) I love to rock the body
(Charlie says!) It really rings a bell
(Charlie says!) I love to rock the house now
Yo Busta Rhymes throw down!

[Busta Rhymes]
The train was worth the long trip
I threw the Rough Rider with the broad hip
Plugged it in and broke the backbone
Like sea to the salt, yo, players grow
Just by adding a little bit of fluid
Busta rode endless to the cut is chewing
Riding and riding, slipping and sliding
The bulletproof board is a ??? combining
In the calm invasion of me and you
One plus one, it equals two
After I did what I had to do
Then subtracted me and I jetted on you, honey

[Busta Rhymes]
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
It's a sunny day and the sky is bright
Take her to the mist everything is right
No need to make bets cause I met a bookie
Today is the day the whole school plays hookie
Why? Cause I called Dinco D and Brown
Cutmonitor Milo brings the sound
Before I do that I play myself like a jerk
Make sure momma jamma took her body to work
Okay she is gone so I jet to the phone
Let the whole world know nobody's home
It's Busta Rhymes and I'm feeling irie
Come on over cause I'm having a party
Milo did the right thing and brought the ride
The sound's too pissed now the party's live
Tickets in effect, everything's sweet
As I zoned in my bus, all I had to say is "That beat"
That beat, just keep the same old beat
Check it out y'all, come on, come on
Just keep the same old beat

[Dinco D]
On the fourth day of school, hookie wasn't here
Today's the first day of a brand new year
There's girls that's rubbing butts around the room
Fellas feeling good cause the gates is boom
Zoom to the doom of a sugarplum toon
Me, Busta, and Brown is gonna rock the mic soon
With a huh! here we go in June
Power cat with the snap in the rules
Throw a misses out, this is all street news
You choose, don't lose a views
Prices move in like cruise a bruise
Stacked on a four pack stack of freaks
I guess I'll play hookie for a couple of weeks

[Charlie Brown]
Six A.M. and I hear my alarm
Rushed to the phone, I called Vietnam
He's asleep so I leave a message
At the tone, you know time is of essence
Quickly I jumped straight into the shower
The baby powder, cause I can't smell sour
Get dressed, put on my Nike Airs
Come my hairs, go upstairs
Walk outside to the fruit stand
And Dre, Kane, he's the 40's in hand
Powercat Geronimo is in the distance
The fifths are coming, the fifths are coming
Hit up, lit up the blunt and I'm straight
Quarter to eight and my day looks great
Walked to the school with about 40 feet
That means the squad is 20 deep
I zoned

Zone Coaster (The International...) (Repeat 6x)

[Busta Rhymes]
Finally by now the whole crew's in the house
Brown just came and he's roaming about
Music just started, yo where is Milo?
Got a chicken in the room and he's trying to hide, yo
Next is my man (Who?) Gary Gennew
Half of the mob and a case of brew
Rumpletilz with the Diggum Smacks
A get through the door with the Cracker Jacks
Classic from Medina cold looking very hard
Next to the door came the yardman Scard
Into my crib to find the inchie at last
Kallie any crew with my boy Shabazz
Shake it time iller to settle the score
Then Powercat through the locks on the door
Bugging at the jam like I'm cyclone
Now an hour to seven come to find out that I'm zoning
Huh, check it out, yeah

[Dinco D]
No school? Cool
I'll just fool around off school grounds
Too many kids doing bids in detention
I'm just chilling, what is this they mention?
L.O.N.S. to the set, look he has a gun
'91 is fun, lots of baked buns
Prepare the wine to a reggae cut
Not (not) not (not) who (what) what?
Mom, a bomb, sound the alarm
Leave the dance before she causes some harm
I go out the backdoor with a hard bone
Look at the clock and then I start to zone

[Charlie Brown]
Got to the hive, no one was there
Truant officers began to stare
Called Dinco D but he's not home
Drop another quarter into the phone
Call Busta Rhymes, what's up my man?
(Having a party, understand?)
Where's Dinco D, you know, the D?
(Here's the phone) (Sup C.B.?)
I'm coming (Hurry up, hurry up!)
Milo started throwing on all the cuts
Walking to the crib and I heard "Hello"
Turned, it was Epitome and Shemello
Told them the scoop and I kept stepping
Almost had to stop and I started sweating
Rob pulls up, he says "Come on get in"
Place was packed with stupid skins
Got to Busta's crib and grabbed a 40
Cracker Jack's habit, naughty naughty
Grabbed the gold tone microphone
Woke up Saturday, I zoned

Good afternoon Mr. Mangini (Good afternoon)
Yeah, I've got ahh.. three problems in my class (Mmmhmm)
The first one is the Dinco D (Yeah right)
He's always zoning out, spacing (Put him in detention!)

[Dinco D]
Don't ring the bell I'm not comin to CLASS
Teachers bein preachers how the hell can I PASS?
First day of school and would zone to the rear
with a blind spot view and a one leg chair
I asked when WHAT when WHAT when class ends
The teacher points at the door: "Go be with your friends!"
YUP! My rep was in effect to keep in step
So I stopped to drop bombs for a check
Cause all I learned was when where why what and who
And then I asked "Do you think this is true?"
OUT! like a strike that's three and a number
Public education is makin some dumber
Further and further away, doin it out of sight
In a year the young, teacher should teach right
No class for a pupil without a pass but gun
Back in to pass but now in ninety-one
B-BALL wavin pom-poms to cheers
Screaming for the team, who asks "Where do we go from here?"

Second problem is the C Brown (Yeah right?)
He's always playing kazoos (Uh-huh) Making outrageous noises (Right)
Ad-libs... what should I do with him? (Yo put him in detention too!)

[Charlie Brown]
Welllll, how now brown cow?
Make the girls go OOOH-AHH-OOOH-AHH!
School is shaky, sometimes flaky
Plenty frustrating, cheesy and cake-y
Why? AHH Why? AHH
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy... I was never on time
Always cuttin, goin to the GYM
Stem and then I hear it's him
The one, THE ONE, C Browwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn
This extra curriculum is beating them down
Ask the teachers, to teach me somethin
I can use, because they're teachin me nothin
I tried to comply his lies, never dies
insides, so I replied
"What about life? The real (THE REAL)
uncut uncensored deal (DEAL)"
I must not go AHH in class
I won't pass, at last for the blast
Stop the brainwash, hang out to dry
Nonsense I'm convinced it's lies
Truth to the youth is necessary
Important? Damn! I'd say very
March! HUT ONE HUT TWO!
C'mon, March! HUT THREE HUT FOUR!
I'd say just educate yourself
Don't depend on your school for help
Read and write, cause it's, evidence
Cause teachers, yo, they be teachin us NONSENSE

Now last but not least it's a Busta Rhymes
(Yeah I know which one you're talking about)
He's always talking to the girls, talking in class
starting trouble, throwin spitballs
(Yeah he's a hardcore problem, uhh... detention!)

[Busta Rhymes]
YO!! Wake up in the morning to a big fat WOW!
Gotta get to school, on time anyHOW!
In school, the brainwash epidemic
Gotta hit em back with a rhyme calisthetic
Got enough beef with the kids who be switchin
Now I'm in school, and yo the teacher starts riffin
this and that, and yo it's all irrelevant
As I get older gotta build my own intelligence
TEACHER, what are you doin
Is it my rhymes that you're really tryin to ruin
Back of the class then I come FORTH
The water lies between us, it's time to CROSS
Me being the younger, him the elder
If we were in a war, he thinks I surrender
Kids on the block just scramblin AHHH
Cause the teacher's in class just babblin OOOH
They're teachin nonsense, teachin total nonsense
Then they wonder why we so disobedience
HUH, he tried to break my back
HUH, I come, like black on the attack
Young and the Restless, teacher don't test this
If you try to front, you'll be sure to get this
POW BOOM BANG, straight to the grill
Teach the truth yo, relax and chill
Pronunciation, vexed I'm pissed
Yo my man you better stop teachin us that nonsense
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
There it go like that!

Alright Mr. Mangini, aahh, what do you suggest that we do
about Busta Rhymes, Charlie Brown, and Dinco D?
(Those three problems? They're never gonna amount to anything anyway
Throw em all out, expel em)

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