feat al shid j zone - the first day of school (feat. al-shid) - j-zone lyrics
“i’m in charge of this cl-ss. i’m the merciless god
of anything that stirs in my universe. you f-ck
with me, you will suffer my wrath!”
{-cut and scratched: “okay cl-ss”-}
[al-shid]
all eyes on me, your majesty, way beyond your comprehension
my speech exceeds the peaks reached by idle freshmen
apply these lesson whether you friends, or rhymin henchmen
y’all n-gg-z ain’t f-ckin with shid, topic of session
i’m like mind power bombs that (?) smack rookies
who try to get run on my track, the last words be
n-gg-z is mad p-ssy and get amped in a while
only flow once a month and it’s crampin your style
now; my lesson plans are murderous verbal weapon span
raise the ep in hand and i’m c-ckin back, to reprimand
next is (?) with penalty for mistakes
if you slip like will smith make you +enemies of the state+
i got camera views aerial, n-gg- watchin your every move
right in your very crew, got mercenaries to bury you
contrary to, what you speak you weak
you candy–ss n-gg-z sleep, if you think sh-t’s sweet
“chapter one.”
“there’s my old school!
{-scratch-} let’s go into the cl-ssroom
and see what they’re learning.
be very quiet when you go in,
as we shouldn’t disturb the lesson.”
“no one talks; no one! take out your pencils and write.”
-> morgan freeman
“well, i’ll try, the best i can professor.”
“open your books to page two, and wait for further instruction.”
“pay attention!”
[al-shid]
ladies and gentlemen, introducin shiddy, the rap veteran
mental co-archery top seeded varsity letterman
from new york, to the netherlands, i puff – medicine
and drink ether-can-til-i-loop(?) gravitational center and
my whole click is still tightenin, ain’t nothin better than
the mighty marvelous ghetto superstar rappers tryin to mush
i’m still, holdin it, f-ck who you go and get
if you underarm then you get rolled on, like clay deodorant
sh-t, i be the mental motorist steerin your train of thought
high beam in your ear to let them drunk drive on my way to court
can’t hang in this rap game? player change your sport
i’m tryin to die of high blood pressure if life’s a grain of salt
table talk, cause i got a flow to drown victims
and make deaf n-gg-z get surround sound systems
give white people unfound rhythm, my sh-t’s endless
and cl-ss be in session with manditory attendance n-gg-
“you know on the first day of school how the teacher,
have all the kids in line.”
“pay attention!”
“you are supposed to be frightened.
i usually terrify the average mortal.”
“no one talks; no one! take out your pencils and write.”
-> morgan freeman
“well, i’ll try, the best i can professor.”
“come right in! sit right down and join the rest of the suckers.”
[j-zone]
hey yo shid,? all of them late cats
that missed the lesson still wanna f-ck around
“could that be true?” (aight)
“imagine that.”
“cl-ss, dismissed!”
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