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Shaz (f)
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Oi, this one's like this, Rap bout your high school & high school experience.
HERE GOES NUFFIN
You ever woke up and felt like you fell from the bed
The same fuckin feelin', time after time, for 5 fuckin years
Remember when I got back to my crib in tears
First day of the first shit, they was laffin me because me boobz was pears
And because me shoe was fuckin higher than theirs
They took em of me, on the way back my street, so I had walk with bare legs
They called me thingz, I had to run down home in ma 'legxus'
Got back, mum said 'What's wrong?', sure the echo was there to reply the missus
Slammed ma door, tore em thingz from the wall
Made a promise to take revenge and cut myself to seal it up
Went back next day, tho fear rigged in ma mind
Shanked 2 to 3 of em with eyes closed, tis better I did it blind
Din really think tho, I got B*L*O*O*D, 'l'ova me and in a word, I got kicked out
Then called back again, told ei'thing was all sortd out
Then, I got respect from everyone body and ma 'pears' grew too
So if u ask me bout the best things in ma life, I'D mention HIGH SCHOOL
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makavele (m)
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Ma' days in high school were absolutely rubbish
Goddamn memories, tainted with pains and bleakish
thoughts I remember, when mamma had to wake me at five fifty nine
ony for me trek to school, damn, it was longer than 8-Miles
At school, i saw the fcuking faces of bullies who were unfriendly
with canes in their hands, ready to beat a little' chap like me relentlessly
The feeling of fear came running down my spine
Ma' whole world of smile changed like i was cast into a lonely isle
On one occasion , a senior prefect stepped on ma toes
He didn't know , i took his whole fucking team for foes
we had to battle it out, on the field, with fists and punches
They came running with knives, while i brought out my axes
Got a hold on one of 'em, and spilled the suckas' blood
In the twinkling of an eye, i found myself in gaol, help up in bonds
I was expelled, never to cross the four walls of high school again
i ended up as a high school dropout, now my life's full of pain |
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makavele (m)
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would someone please post something here?
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Shaz (f)
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Lol, its just a matter of time, Maka. . obviously, we all breezed through or r breezing through high school, i'm sure. . or should I think otherwise?
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makavele (m)
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LOL
I breezed through' high school 3 years ago, so I can definitely write an encyclopedia 'bout it.
Even if they're still breezing through' high school, they must have something to write about, aiight?
I JUST LOVE THIS CYPHER . . . Hmmmmmm
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Shaz (f)
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Lol. . finished iSKUL like two years ago. .but that verse I dropped was fictional - maybe I'D drop a little' real thang now
Placing for stability, credibility in my works and agility
Putting my abilities to test, aviodin the world's famous frivolities
Gettin to learn the ways of the world through a little confinement called a class
Perfected the act of using glasses, gettin assignments done in a dash
Did an illegal stunt - went to three secondary schools in one year
OK, after all the shiftings, got settled to one school, the Principal didnt have no hair
I got kicked in the right leg for having shoe liners - i was meant to have socks
But school sucks like the Red Sox, I was new, had to act kool by absorbing the shocks
Then I started gettin boy troubles - no the boyz had the troubles
The nerd ones sent letters, the others came forward, some stalked me on the double
I felt 'Oh, well, I'm stuck in the royal rumble', Queen of the pack
I kept turning 'em down but this stubborn one kept on coming back
So one 'fortunate' day, he threw me a Powerpointed paper ball
Give some recitions of sweet nothings and duh! This fool expected moi to fall
He was a friend of a cousin, he was as short as a dwarf
And all the many reasons, he weren't even cute enough
So I threw his ball back at him and watched him rage
Then he came up to ma desk, by this time - ma desk was a stage
He threw a slap and punch, gave me a red spot on my eye
I took his fat soul and tossed him out of the school aisle
Everyone was interested, the girlz with me for moral support
Till the teacher came in and made the yell die in one accord
To cut the long story short, this stupid saga continued til I left
Then the school started uppin up and I was like 2000 Wyclef
I did talkshows, I did the sports, I did rapshows, damn I did everything
I was in a league of my own like Chipmunk, showcased everything I had within
The wits, the talents, the rhymings and the chimings
I learnt to put my rhaps to test and got engulfed with my 'mates in cypher freestylings
Got serious and made and album and put some mates on it
Got D Law on the case, while I did a bit of hummings
Well, so much to say and so little time
Take this as the superficial part 1 of my iSKUL in rhymes
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makavele (m)
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Thatz cool!
Mine wasn't real either, i aint that kind of person
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HYBRID-X (m)
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BE ON THE LOOK OUT . . . . . . . . COMING OUT SOON TO A THREAD NEXT TO YOU,
-HYBRID-X
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J UNIT (m)
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last year was the best, worst, moment of my life
i finished high school, went to university and started a new life
i really thought finishing high school would be great
but now i know that i woul, wait
let me tell you how high school went
before i get to the end
there was never a time where i felt free
except ehen i banked class hidding behind a tree
i hated all the teachers but one
my maths teacher, this title he won
i was the best at all my grades
hated all subjects, but stil came home with straight a's
i remember my first day at high school
really people, i felt like a fool
i couldn't wait for high school to end
becaus i didn't have a lot of friend
but how i wish i had enjoyed every minute of it
when my teachers told me this, i didn't believe it
but i guess high school is just part of my history
i hope you enjoyed this, thank you for listinening.
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OldSYNC (m)
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Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah. . . It's been mad years behind
God, damn it! A raw piece has to be reminisced, oh many homies I had missed/
OldSYNC says R.I.P to the DEAD ones, and till we meet again to most still living, read/
I was a young chap tapping best grades in elementary times/
want to be the best, got to move and with results got parents impressed/
Like my imprest, I was taken to the boarding school, a space that was my second choice/
I made it, but man this is just the beginning, have more things, just grab the meanings/
Odogbolu was like a menace, everywhere right, but the men in school were fighters/
Like everywhere was under emergency rule, maybe there i first saw Men with lighters/
Bad bad men flying the shirt even their collars, tinting their trousers/
Man I was like a pastor, most stuffs in me was fear and God/
I was like the new born when it down on that here people are like mixed races/
I cudnt find the happy man nature, all I saw was dangerous men with reckless faces/
Bad notion was like a normal thing, fagging too like everybody's gay/
I don't know if I had said much, but I think I prefered the green made from cotton bale/
because the terrylene was a not fashionable to most, that could be stale/
The Last boy callouts, the common room run and home cuts/
The bad attitude of visiting bukas, and breaking most dorm rules/
I was intimidated and changed, I jacked locks easily and I use that skill now/
It takes more that a season to beat my reasonng, so i say Fedgo is holding me down/
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don_o3a5 (m)
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am still in secondary school,
and right now,stuff are still being cool,
although there are shits that i've passed through,
well time's too short,i can't tell you,
maybe later or some other day,
don't worry,because i'll tell you anyway,
about sumtin that happened in may,
but right now:my head i got to lay.
peace:
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chiogo (f)
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Well, let me start by saying high school is another type of hell
That no kid ever want to deal with or smell
it starts out fun, playful, and childish
In the middle, you then feel stressed out, pressured, and dull-ish
There's the cool, the nerds, dorks, and all kinds of stupid titles
Guess where I fall in? Your guess is as good as mine, call me subtle
Like kanye, am in-between and way more fresher
I'm so slick, I try to be unnoticed but the reverse comes in
My momma said I was born to stand out, that's why I never try to fit in
Good girl but bad in the making
Nah, I don't skip classes because that'D be faking
I'm so straight just like my A's which comes with high honors
Folks talkin bout 'girl, u need to be my tutor'
I smile thinking 'nah, you can't afford it'
This is so long, it's turning into 'the life & times of shawn carter'
Gimme some time, a year,I promise to give the full chatter
As for now, high school is hell, heaven, and gold on a platter.
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Shaz (f)
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Nice ones y'all . . keep 'em comin'.
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ganjamind (m)
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reminiscin i use to skip class to smoke dope n hang wit d boiz in joints
never got home early always had to make a run to keep my paper on point
mom starts trippin my grades fell quicker than d twin towers in a term
never gave a mess i faked my results to get all d rewards back then
young hussler i sold anythin from my home just to make my fun rite
amma hussle rainfall for my class mates if their was too much sun lite
luved to rock parties knew all d thugs in case some young cat trying to punk
my high school was high because we hung @ big sams after sch till we got drunk
a hard headed nawty kid i was always gettin into shit wit the sch authority
assembly ground star because i always had to get beaten by d sch authority
never took shit because of my size whoeva brought it i gave 'em trouble
till i got suspended indefinitely for slittin a niggaz wrist wit a broken bottle
topgrade sec recorded my set as the worst set it ever produced
we plaid it rough till we left d buildin walls labeled teenager wit no use
mess it! look @ me now am a product of hard blocks n stockin caps
all d juvenille troubles on bode thomas street don changed to rap(its a wrap!!!)
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jchublue
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First day in school was a blast, got suspended/
for drawing cartoons of the school nurse in suspenders/
then got into a fight, ears got boxed by the principal/
he put me on time out, in a lonely spot by the cubicle/
Found out that i never fitted in,/
got caught literally with ma fingers in the biscuit tin/
Bullys teasing "here comes the Michellin man"/
hurt me, till i numbed the pain, and became immune like penicillin, damn!/
then i showed my rage, shanked one of them with a Helix HB/
then bullies started paying homage, girls callin me baby/
Spent the next couple of years cutting class,
underneath the stairways of the basement, i was nutting ass/
i mean cheerleaders, goths and math geeks,
even rock-heads,wierdos and athletes/
Didnt want to leave after grad, i became like Van Wilder/
throwing the hottest parties, that was the year of the Rock-wilder/
class year book's least likely to succeed/
Its ironic how i feel now that i am getting nolstalgic
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chrisical
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My high school experience was kind of jekyll and hyde
Started out in a school where i was often against d tide
Settled in quite well tho thanks 2 a gawky guy
In class,i became a hit;some thot i was off d walls
Teachers thro their hefty questions at me,with pecision,i answer them like phone calls
Always punctual,7:00AM,i was already off 2 school
Hanging out with my dudes back then was just cool
3 years later,i inexplicably got switched
It happened like i was somewhat bewitched
Every class was full of boys who are consumate pickpockets
Teachers got me shocked like when i dip my fingers in a light socket
stress-laden,fun-stricken and full of dudes who were boring and dull like glove puppets
As tough as it was,my experience was quite fine
Memories of my send-forth party got me in cloud nine
Can't return for a second spell tho,so this is my last line
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