Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song After School Special, artist - Theory Hazit. Album song Extra Credit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.06.2007
Record label: WetWork
Song language: English
After School Special |
Yo, this is O.G. |
Read More homie |
What’chu doin' watchin' TV anyway? |
Better get your little butt up in there and read them books |
Raw, R-A-W |
You hear the thunderous sounds, you know I’m coming through |
Follow the leader, T-H-E-A-R-T-H-U-R, I gets busy |
Cats overseas wondering «who is he?» |
And how did he hook up with Braille Brizzy? |
God made me back in November |
1978 was the year to remember |
I don’t rock mics just to boost myself |
But for you to choose life 'stead of choosing hell |
I rock well like somebody is watching me |
Shadowbox with the Spirit of God properly |
Cockney turning grown men into sons |
Theory Hazit the one you got your idea from |
I guess you didn’t know |
Crip walk |
Flex, F-L-E-X |
When I’m flipping the text, I represent Lex |
Tell money while you’re molding a frown |
Redux, get choked up man I’m holding it down |
You wanna battle? |
Take a number, I’ll be slumbering through it |
Your delivery is weak, I’ll take a number right to it |
And emcees you need to be truly redeemed |
If these do deeds for we to proceed |
So I’ma find the time to write a rhyme |
To fight the crime until ya’ll finalize |
I’s are dotted man, T’s are crossed |
Plus your eyes are crossed and your teeth are lost |
Horse heads die in the beef of course |
You, your career, put two on your ear |
I see that you tried to lean back |
But it’s a suicide you left, you left your team flat |
Fresh, F-R-E-S-H |
The opposite of the wack like what the rest make |
Pens and pads when Sojourn hit the lectern |
Students take notes, jot down quotes, and get learned |
I’m constructing curriculums when I give you this |
lesson on delivery, listen in |
You can pass the class only after the section of the joints |
Where my paragraph elapses, you get the point? |
If not, you’re just dense and lack any defense |
Against me in the future not to mention present tense |
I sense your tension and apprehension |
Each other rapper flinching, haven’t even mentioned |
The moves I strike, dude I should improve a mic |
What the truth is like, serve your whole crew despite |
You’re a wolf taking jokes and blasphemies |
Mother shatter your glass menagerie |