But my junior year english teacher portrayed
Where every recipient, property of the state
Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
If its not couture, i will not go to her
Ya'll are the students and i'm the rap teacher
The teacher looked over her class one day
Yeah, i know, that's what they all say
I'm just a leader but don't call me teacher
I wanted a brother my mother i told her
Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass
Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class
And here's a fact not mentioned in physics
So here i am at the store for some chips
Tripping on the same shit that made physics spin
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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