English Fun

Been down since day one, that's how we move

Writing a rap for English, that's what I do

Contemplation Log 4, thought I was a fool

Not gonna be 300 words, I hope that be cool

 

This week started off rough, but then it got better

Working 40 hour weeks, gotta make that cheddar

Gotta flip all them burgers and cut up all the peppers

I don't like to lose. I always try to be better

Classes can suck my dick, they be on some bullshit

Had a lot of homework to do that took too long, it wasn't quick

Stay clean can't sell bricks, flirting at work with a chick

Drowning in a pool of liquor. There's no going back. No back kick

Telling stories during class, last week was a lot of fun

Questioning the meaning of life as I spit fire out these water guns

Pop pop the job is done, hear the sirens now we on the run

Can't afford to be locked up, so this won't be a chicken run

Tuesday was fools day, watch my grades like Blu-Ray

Cloud 9 still fading away, this raps better than an essay

Go to church so I can pray, brains broke need to call Triple A

Not in the game, but I like to play. Blind people can see what I say

Stats class can kiss my ass, don't need a degree to sell crack

JK on the crack, crack is whack and that's a fact

Fat Joe with the lean back, didn't get that you can call back

Dreaming about a Maybach, chrome rims paint jet black

 

Been down since day one, that's how we move

Writing a rap for English, that's what I do

Contemplation Log 4, thought I was a fool

Not gonna be 300 words, I hope that be cool

Been down since day one, that's how we move

Writing a rap for English, that's what I do

Contemplation Log 4, thought I was a fool

Not gonna be 300 words, I hope that be cool

 

Verse two, lets go back to school

Pokémon cards, we bouta have a duel

Can't sleep in class, afraid I might drool

Can you give us all A's, take a vote, majority rule

Been a beast and still I am, Now I rock and still I jam

Few homies with me got that white girl like Will.I.Am

Get her to the crib, make the Bedrock like Bam-Bam

Took sex-ed last year, so we can skip the preliminary exam

I plead the fifth and the fifth I pled

I don't see what you did, I don't hear what you said

Shoot ya in your arm, leg, leg, arm, head

I'm the God because your God is dead

Didn't mean to go religious there, on my life I swear

Just laying back in a reclined chair, feels like I'm walking on air

I hope this rap doesn't send me to the chair

Still have dreams of becoming a multi-millionaire

Just watched "The League" the episode with the au pair

March 4th was grammar day: there. their, and they're

Every hour of everyday and everyday of the week

I don't ever get tired, I let all you other fools go to sleep

Turn up for a check and yeah I get it out the streets

Hustle like I'm starving going hard I gotta eat

 

Been down since day one, that's how we move

Writing a rap for English, that's what I do

Contemplation Log 4, thought I was a fool

Not gonna be 300 words, I hope that be cool

Been down since day one, that's how we move

Writing a rap for English, that's what I do

Contemplation Log 4, thought I was a fool

Not gonna be 300 words, I hope that be cool