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Nobi - Schoolhouse Rock lyrics

Artist: Nobi

album: Schoolhouse Rock


In school I always felt like I never fit in
Despite being involved in sports and plenty of friends
Surrounded by a community but I felt alone
Crowded by teachers who usually weren't my skin tone
All I ever wanted was to go and stand out
Thinking if I used my voice I would make my fam' proud
Always wanted to speak up but I was too shy
I used to wanna go stand on the table at lunch time
One man wrecking ball, bar-buryin', bar-God
Barbarian, beat the beat 'til it's bare in a pine box
My lord, body in the bag, that's colostomies
Nobody over this man, above the word apostrophes
Apollo Creed in the ring
You probably flee if I swing
The only time I see defeat
Is if it means I succeed
The son see through his own
It's so scenic a zone
To seep through the bleak sea and Sun T to the throne
I'm on one
Runnin' from the law son
And if there ain't police around I bet somebody call some
Settin' fire to the stage, they hire me for arson
Murder the page late at night, I'm up with Johnny Carson
Callin'
They callin' me to call MC's to purify the colony
It's hard to honor shining stars when it's clogged like an artery
I'm a carnivore, know the art of war, you better draw your sword
I'll carve your organs, have you callin' forfeit, but enough with morbid
What I learned in class I ain't forget it
If you sleepin' on this rap, then allow me to teach you a lesson, yeah
Lemme see your hands up, high
Wave em from the front, to the back, to the, side
You gotta sweat me everywhere I, go
And I don't need grades to let ya know I'm honor, roll (on a, roll)
Teacher, preachin', teachin' like a deacon on a, stage
And even if his reasoning is decent I'ma, rage
We just some heathens, can't you see this how we, raised
What I mean this is the season where we free our, chains
Microphone phenom, fiends easy to feed on
Feedin' off of the energy, what you need me to be on, he on
The type of vibe to kill ya with the rhythm
Can't balance out a checkbook, but can solve a logarithm
Y'all indifferent, 'cause they taught us simple
Caught up in the thought of all of fathers thinkin' farther than we ever pondered
Swimmin' in a pond designed to keep us in the squalor
Dealers go to prison, rapists graduate with honors
Think about it man, the system can't make us pay attention
If it did, I wouldn't get suspended just for non-attendance
Let's pay a visit to these villains, who give up on all our children
Wastin' minutes in a room that's like a tomb the way they bury us with digits
Maybe I'm trippin', I'm playin' the victim, Maybe I'll picket
I'm callin' out rise up, all I'm hearin' is crickets
I don't like friction, but I know I'm gifted
I'm ill with the sickness, to spit like a split lip
Deliver with quickness, I send 'em the business
You want it, you got it, I sent it
I'm Splinter
The way I teach you shells underground
Wanna learn to rap then homie spin this record back around, Nobi
Lemme see your hands up, high
Wave em from the front, to the back, to the, side
You gotta sweat me everywhere I, go,
And I don't need grades to let ya know I'm honor, roll (on a, roll)
Teacher, preachin', teachin' like a deacon on a, stage
And even if his reasoning is decent I'ma, rage
We just some heathens, can't you see this how we, raised
What I mean this is the season where we free our, chains
Lemme see your hands up, high
Wave em from the front, to the back, to the, side
You gotta sweat me everywhere I, go
And I don't need grades to let ya know I'm honor, roll (on a, roll)
Teacher, preachin', teachin' like a deacon on a, stage
And even if his reasoning is decent I'ma, rage
We just some heathens, can't you see this how we, raised
What I mean this is the season where we free our, chains

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