Schooldaze lyrics

Artist  : Raheem 
Song : Schooldaze



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[ school principal ]

Good morning, [Name] High School

This is your principal speaking

Thought for the day is:

'Think and study'

Ah - Raheem - try to make it to class in time



[ VERSE 1 ]

At age 5 in kindergarten I was fuckin em up

Knockin niggas to they ass who wanted to press
they luck

Got suspended every semester, so to fuck with a
class

Used to cut and play hookey and pay my teachers
the pass

They couldn't stand me, I come, they go the
opposite way

Used to work on gettin pussy while they work on
the A

I get expelled, now the send me to a whole new
school

'bout a month or two I'm quiet, then I'm cuttin a
fool

I'm in 8th grade, growin and my game's
correct

Got a bunch of bitches' number but I ain't fucked
yet

And there's a rumor goin round about this bitch
named Pam

Said she had once sucked dick and fucked a
full-grown man

Had to have that, that's why I found the bitch
home room

Left a note beside the dresser, I be in this here
soon

She read the note like she was with it, I was
proud of myself

Till she said (You couldn't handle it, my man's
in the 12th)

But what is this, bitch, you tryin to say my dick
ain't long?

I make your pussy whistle Dixie if you let me
come on

Straight to the locker room, stroked and tried to
break that back

Yo, I came in 'bout 25 seconds flat

But what the hell, I was a virgin and the pussy
was great

Kissed the freak and strolled back and got to
class kinda late

Told my teacher I was sorry, but she know that I
ain't

My mother ain't the Virgin Mary, so I wasn't a
saint

In my school days



[ school principal ]

Ms. Johnson tells me she caught four students in
the bathroom smokin marihuana

Needless to say Raheem's name was mentioned
amongst them

Raheem, report to my office now!



[ VERSE 2 ]

Shootin dice and drinkin liquor wasn't shit to
me

We had three consequtive lunches and I took all
three

Some nigga stressin that I owe him, I ain't payin
you, bee

You better roll another point and shut the fuck
up, gee

Ah shit, it's gettin started, there's a fight in
the john

Another bully tryin to come against Raheem
[Name]

Here comes security, guess who got suspended, my
man

I told the principle he's dumb to think that I
give a damn

He's a smoker, so I gave him one to cut down
time

Promised two and that pursuaded him to change his
mind

I got it goin now, everything I do is cool

I just won't be interrupt but I don't skip
school

My 7th period's a bitch, my teacher loves to
snitch

All my buddies shine bright because they're makin
me rich

We come to school and have on jumpers, brand new
jewelry and all

Everyday we wanna play, we write some shit on the
wall

The auditorium, 'nother one of 'heem's hang
outs

If you ever been to [Name], you know what it's
'bout

Smokin weed, meetin bitches, tryin to get in that
ass

Before a teacher comes and tell you (Just report
to class!)

But fuck that, that's what I tell him, I ain't
goin to class

You ain't my mom, besides, bitch, I got a damn
hall pass

Get off my dick, man, you crazy, you the one need
a shrink

It just tickles me to death everytime I think

About school days



[ school principal ]

Now students

There comes a time in our lives

Where we have to think about our future

Education is an important factor in our
future

That's why we must bring all our books home, do
all our homework

And bring our teacher an apple every day

Now some people, there's just not too much hope
for

Raheem - I'm sorry to say, but your future looks
very grim, my friend



[ VERSE 3 ]

My graduation all I heard was, "How the fuck
he done passed?"

Therefore I made a little speech for the senior
class

Looked at them and said "What's up,"
they said, "What's up," I said
"nothin"

My teacher starin at me stupid like I'm crazy or
somethin

Heary, heary, I'm the V-i-g

The baddest juvenile delinquent, H.I.S.D.

School's out at 3:30, never stayed past 3

But still I graduated pretty, all A's, one B

In my school days