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kidz bop kids - euphoria (kidz bop parody) lyrics

[part i]

[intro]
eurt si em tuoba yas yeht gnihtyreve
education

[verse]
them slipping slides taken back inside, i can only watch in silence
the biggest bully in the whole school is looking paranoid, now spiraling
you’re moving like one of them ipad kids, every joke is feeling distasteful
your calculator’s not as calibrated, i can’t even predict your angle
fabricating stories on the office’s front, cause you had a mock trial
be playing nice with the whole student body, i can smell the tails in you now
you’re not an academic, you’re a scamademic with the hopеs of being accepted
got your papеrs back, face down. passing tests never was your profession
i solve problems that electrify em you steal answers that pacify em
i could double down on that line, but spay this time, that’s random acts of kindness
know you a pet to the essay graders, and i played your riser too
but don’t tattle tale on me, and i won’t tell tales about you

[part ii]

[intro]
shoo! shoo! shoo!
shoo! shoo! shoo!
bee! bee! bee! bee! bee! bee!
[verse 1]
yeah, i study grade, yeah, i’m smart, okay
yeah, the jungle gym here is remote, okay
i ain’t thinkin’ about no final buddy, i’m final with my words, okay
got a lunchable and some kool+aids all in my house, capri suns, okay
hot wheels, made as homeboys and students wait at lunch, okay
everybody wanna be straight a till they get caught throwin’ they cards away
and i might read one book a day, once a page, always a page oh, you thought that extracurricular course would make your parents day
have you ever played? have you ever? okay, buddy, let’s play have you ever played? have you ever been shoved into a locker like with a poker face?
have you ever ran 100,000 miles to win the race?
then i took a nap, but i came out straight
i hate when an athlete talk about fun, then suddenly cry when losing is done
then hop online like cyberbullying. he hatin’ for likes and digital hugs
his buddy a senior, he wanna be junior. they must’ve forgot the homework they done
the tardiness runnin’ his family, they right up his shaky
can’t park they sons
the very first time i got less than an a, the tutor had told me to study all day
i didn’t show work enough today. i’ll show y’all i learned from those mistakes
somebody had told me that you got a 70 score. i’m ready to double the pace
i’d rather do that than let a curriculum a rebel not wanna read off the page
look dyslexic, the words you’ve twisted
what is it, the grades?
i hurt your feelings, you don’t wanna play with me no more, okay
it’s three books left and i see two of them sittin’ in front of your face
my friends at recess end in eight lines, i’ll explain that phrase
it’s nothin’ n0body can tell me, huh
i don’t wanna talk on no celly, huh
you know i like sour skittles, huh
there’s no takis you can sell me, huh
yet cole and aubrey know i’m selfish, my lunchbox is heavy
i hope they my real friends, if not we ain’t eatin’ peanut b+tter and jelly
i don’t like you makin’ fun of pharrell, for him i inherit the beef
yeah, we know you pushing c’s. let me see you push a b
you better off teasing again on him you think about pushin’ me he’s roger evans, i’m roger klaus kick me signs on your seat
we ain’t gotta get personal, this a learning sp+ce, you should keep it that way
y’all know some things about cheaters that make gonna wanna go graduate
this ain’t about enrichment, nor detention, nor who’s the troublemaker
it’s always been about pass or fail, now let me say you’re the biggest flaker
i hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk. i hate the way that you dress
i hate the way that you cheat test. if i pass a class gonna be direct
we hate when teachers show up, cause they confuse you with someone who’s excelling
and notice i said it’s not just me, i’m what the school is feeling how many more pta meetings bout your life till we had enough?
how many more clown moments till you finally feel that you’re clown enough?
i like drake in biology, i don’t like drake when he act tough
you gon’ make bobby bring mrs. puff, let me see if flats really crash up
yeah, my science project like my last one it’s a classic, you don’t have one
let your dropout friends all skip that tell them where you get your hall pass
from school bell, it’s a fast one ring, ring, ring, last one. expelled for the year. you should’ve did better in math, punk
[verse 2]
remember?
ayy, miss frizzle who they really think they playing with
wedgie my middle name soon as you step onto my playpen. homeroom started at 8, kid. only you wanna be late, kid. yachty can’t give you extra credit neither. i don’t give a heck by you hanging with
i hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk. i hate the way that you dress
surprised you wanted that tutor request. you know that we got our great success
i hate when you remind us that we got homework. but that’s just me, i guess
some things time out worthy. ain’t even gotta be deep, i guess. still love when you see success. all my work is all my best
quit sagging your pants let me present and i won’t be no threat your crew say you’re a cool kid but where’s the cool cause i ain’t seen them yet
matter of fact i ain’t even read them yet can i read them (bet) when i see you hang with s+xyy red, i believe you see two band members
i believe you don’t like sports. it’s real competition. you might skip class with her
let’s speak on percentage. show your report. i’ll make sure i’ll show my stats to you
you copied a student who’s copied a student who said he’s copied from that student
try speaking to the dean about my great record?
oh, what? you ain’t like my record?
f to c’s. i like that record
i’ma get back to that for the record
why would i call around trying to get y’all suspended? y’all thinking my life’s exams?
that’s boring. i got a ps5, but i can see you don’t know nothing about that
turn on the screen, know nothin’ ’bout that
picking the game, know nothin’ ’bout that
nba2k or gta5 like day by day, know nothin’ ’bout that
playing online with integrity discipline listen man, you don’t know nothin’ ’bout that
passing that level and sit on the couch that i’m sitting in, you don’t know nothin’ ’bout that
ain’t twenty+v+one, it’s one+v+twenty if i got more sk!lls than your circle
yeah, bring them out, too. i win again, too. even beating those brother if he go with you
am i battling bro or aimbot?
bet he thinks it’s call of duty
funny news play that with aimbot
friendly fire telling me to pew pew him
to the gulag is where i’ll put him
that team you recruited is some losers
tell them run to a playground and imitate a force field they can’t imitate bazookas
what i learned is bullies don’t like to play fair. and i’m fine with it i’ll push the line with it
win it every game one at a time with it
we could be on a three hour time difference
don’t speak at the lunch table, buddy
it could get deep at the lunch table, buddy
telling on me and my lunch table buddy
someone kicked out of your lunch table buddy
i’ll be in my classroom, eatin’ kona ice with a plate of pepperoni pizza, buddy
tell me you’re cheesin’, friend
we can show this to the princ+p+l and teachers, buddy
ay, all y’all dummies, i don’t trust y’all dummies
i take one step and dunk y’all dummies like mmm
field goal punch y’all dummies, touch down on dummies. n0body never took my food
whoever that’s hangin’ with them hate you dummies and hate on the faculty, too
if you take it there, i’m taking it further
psst, that’s something you don’t want to do
[outro]
ooh
we don’t wanna see you at recess no more
we don’t wanna see you at recess no more
stop

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