| Now as I get to school I hear the late bell ringing,
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| runnning through the halls, I hear the glee club singing,
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| and as I get to the office I can hardly speak,
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| cause it’s the third late pass that I got this week,
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| so to my first class I run and don’t walk,
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| all I hear is my sneakers and the scratching of chalk,
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| and as I get to the room I hear the teacher say,
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| Mr. Young I’m very happy you could join us today,
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| I try to sit down so I can take some notes,
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| but I can’t read what the kind next to me wrote,
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| and if that wasn’t enough to make my morning complete,
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| as I try to get up, I find this gum on my seat,
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| so with the seat stuck to me, I raised my hand,
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| and said, exscuse me but can I go to the bathroom, maam?
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| the teacher got upset, and she screamed out no,
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| it’s off the principal’s office you go,
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| 12 o’clock comes with mass hysteria,
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| everybody rushes down to the cafeteria,
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| picked up my tray to have Thursday’s lunch,
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| and as I tried the apple sauce, I heard it crunch,
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| I’m running up the stairs with my front tooth broken,
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| the nurse just laughed, and said you must be joking,
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| I looked up at her with a smile on my face,
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| no joke 'cause my front tooth is out of place,
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| so I walked to school with ice on my lip,
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| the nurse’s late pass like a gun on my hip,
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| my books are real heavey, I’m walking, I’m dragging,
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| ain’t no school lunch next week, I’m brown-bagging it,
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| forget class, I’m a shoot some ball,
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| with the late pass I got no trouble at all,
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| but then the nurse walks up and says what do you know,
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| it’s office to the prinicipal’s office you go recess
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| passing notes is my favorite pass time,
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| I can’t wait to find a girl to pass mine to,
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| to express my feelings,
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| give me a week B, and the girl’be dealing,
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| now one young lady was looking at me,
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| I said hi my name is Marvin, known as Young MC,
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| but then the ball rang, and the teacher came in,
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| and that’s when the game of passin notes would begin,
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| I wrote the first note, told her she was fine,
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| and I hoped that the two of us could spend some time,
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| she wrote me back and told me you’re fine too,
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| I’d love to go on a date and spend some time with you,
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| so then I sat there reeling, and looking at the ceiling,
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| words can’t express the way that I was feeling,
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| then I though to myself, the sure way to get her,
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| is to write another note, oh yes, a love letter,
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| when I finished the note, it was ready to pass,
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| the teacher took it, and read it right in front of the class,
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| she read it word-by-word and line-by-line,
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| and everybody who was laughing was a friend of mine,
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| even then my girl was laughing, and it was too late,
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| for me to write another note 'cause there would be no date,
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| the teacher looked at me, and I said I know,
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| it’s off to the principal’s office I go,
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| yo, you think this is bad, wait til I get my report card |