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アーティスト:Tarsha Vega 

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This is for the class of 2001 New York to London be like under the gun You learn the diction, respect to Big Pun But ya teachers leave ya up the creek, like you was Dawson Now I remember four Septembers in the boogie down But shit remain the same in like any town Each semester every test, I wonder when would it end And no, I'd never go through it again Time don't change the way I feel Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and Time's got so much to reveal, no time to wonder Why we crumble in our fears I use to hate teachers callin' my name in attendance Academic menaces mental anesthetics for credits I'd be sleepin' in the back of the class When the bullshit we'd be learnin' wasn't comin' too fast There wuz always one teacher who was peepin' the flesh Eyes be all up on my chest, yo, keep yo eyes on my test That's ill yo, I call you Mr. (Grubby grubby, Acappella) Rock the toupee that's called the ruggy ruggy Time don't change the way I feel Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and Time's got so much to reveal, no time to wonder Why we crumble in our fears


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