Fuck School

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[Intro] Haha, yeah It's that nigga y'all kicked out of school And I told y'all I was gon' get y'all back Fuck y'all, man [Verse 1: Lord 3-2] Every nigga and they mama want a diploma Then when they get the motherfucker, they still be in a coma But 3 say to hell with school 'cause I don't give a fuck With education you can still end up workin' on a trash truck Teachers tryna run game and tell you, "Be a scholar" Fuck that, I'll drop out, sell dope and make dollars Yo, I say the same damn thing drunk or sober Cause the best part of school is when the motherfucker's over You [?] Teachers talkin' in your face with breath smellin' like they shit That's why today I'm a goddamn fool Quote this from Lord 3-2, "Fuck school" [Chorus] Fuck 'em, Mike Do you love 'em? I don't love 'em (I don't love none of them hoes) Yipes That's why they kicked us out And I don't love 'em (They can suck a nigga's dick) [Verse 2: Lord 3-2] I used to stay fucked up from either smokin' or drinkin' Then leave before my second class 'cause my dick would do the thinkin' I be back before lunch if a hoe bored me Walkin' through the front door smellin' like her damn laundry Now here comes Russell, I bet I break quickly 'Cause I know if he sees me he's gonna fuck with me Damn, "Where's your pass, Mr. Chris?" "Aw man, I just ran out real quick to go and take a piss" "Boy, you're lyin, that story's a front You been kickin' that shit to me for the last past three months" Off to the office, Russ knocks on the door, we hear a cough [?] I bet that nasty motherfucker in there jackin' off Words I speak aren't regretted Just like I said we walk in, hah, the principal's sweatin' He said, "Chris straight up, I don't have time today But don't come back to [?] unless you see this bitch fly away" I said peace, now it's time for me to party up Told the sucker to suck my dick, then tossed my forty up My homies say, "Yo 3, you playin' some of ball?" I said, "Fuck no," he said, "Why," I said, "I don't love none of y'all" I knew I'd never pass, that's why I never went to class So all you cock suckin' teachers can lecture [?] my ass Don't get too trilly cause I ain't that cool I send this comment to Congress, hah - Fuck school [Chorus] Fuck 'em Cause I don't love 'em Mike don't love 'em Bido don't love 'em Crazy C don't love 'em None of the Rap-A-Lot posse love 'em, so fuck 'em [Verse 3: Lord 3-2] Teachers, some of you kids are stuck with 'em But not Lord 3-2, why? 'Cause I can't fuck with 'em Fuck school, I shop it, it's a must, no doubt I couldn't stay unless I'd pay or I'd get kicked out It's yo' damn decision, though, don't have a fit Put up with the shit and in the end watch what you get A diploma or degree for the education losers Me need that piece of shit? Huh, when hell freezes Or when cows jump hurdles and mice eat cats Or me winnin' pool against Minnesota Fats Bears singin' or alligators talkin' People without legs in wheelchairs walkin' It just ain't happenin', G, I can't see it Though you want a edumacation? So be it You be the king of your actions, so rule But me, myself, 3-2 say "Fuck school" [Outro] Haha And you think I'm goin' back? You got me fucked up I ain't never goin' back to school Ain't right not, Crazy C? Drop that shit and play that bullshit, mane Hold on to yo' edumacation Yipes Hold on to yo' edumacation Yipes, yipes Hold on, grab on, hold on Yipes
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- Mr. 3-2