[35 seconds of instrumental and "classroom" to open]



"Today, we have Apache; he's going to speak to us

about what happens, after school."



[Apache]

Yo yo what the fuck is up, I'm not here to preach or teach

or bore yo' little asses with a 30 minute speech

Life's a bitch, ten minutes 'til be in court

So I'll get to the point, cut the bullshit short

Came up in the school of hard knocks, fuck the cops

In the back a lot, we graduated from sellin rocks

Got into scramblin and gambling's my shit

My spot got hot so I stopped packed up and quit

I know you can't tell, but momma raised me well

She taught, I fought, to escape the fate of a cell

It's only one me, what's so fuckin funny?

Mommy taught me how to use a Tec to get money

Before she died, I cried, she said "Listen son - 

opinions are like assholes, everybody's got one"

Self-survival's job one if you want it

Well fuck what you heard - do fa self



[Chorus: reggae chatta + yelling children]

Whenever the pressure gets ya dowwwn - "I'MA DO FA SELF"

And alla ya friends are not ar-round - "I'MA DO FA SELF"

Family starts to doubt you - "I'MA DO FA SELF"

Dem never give a fuck about you - "I'MA DO FA SELF"



[scratching]

"I'MA DO FA SELF"



[Apache]

Sit back, relax, while I conduct the class

Haven't you heard, a hardhead makes a soft ass

Sit up straight jailbait pay attention

... or get sent to detention



[little kid (Apache)]

Maaan, I'll pay attention if I wanna

My fat black ass pay attention to my man on the street corner

(WHY IS THAT?) Because he makin lots of dough

Matter fact, buy fat clothes and lots of hoes

(So you think that his lifestyle is fine?)

No, but I gotta get mine

If I was a comedian I'd make you laugh

A fireman?  I'd blow away the backdraft

I could be a point guard and leave you stuck

I could be a cop, fools got no luck

Dig, I'm a kid, and I want wealth

(Fuck what you heard - do fa self)



[Chorus]



"I'MA DO FA SELF" [x2]



[Apache]

Sex is the next subject, let's keep in mind

I had my first piece of pussy when I was nine

Nobody told me the facts about Jim hats

Couldn't keep me from goin I was hoin like it was all that

There's a valuable lesson here to be learned

I was the man for a minute until Tonto got burned

Before you step up strap up for safe sex

The bitch that burned me I broke her fuckin neck

I came apart and the hood didn't share a care

A nigga's worst nightmare, and I didn't fight fair

One time my brother tried to play me to get paid

Showed no shame, had more game than an arcade

(Did you get him?) Got him (Shoot him?) Shot him

(What is up with his family?) Yo I could care a fuckin less about 'em

But I pray that you stay in good health

Fuck what you heard - do fa self



[Chorus]



[scratching] "I'MA DO FA SELF" [x4]