This is for the class of 2001

New York to London be like under the gun

U learn the dic-tion

Respect ta Big Pun 

But ya teachers leave ya up the creek like u was Dawson

Now I remember four Septembers in the boogiedown

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 thru 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 useta 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 u 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



In my locker had pictures of my cousins & my moms

Didn't know nuthin' bout computers

Now I gots my dot.coms

In a bizness where the rats've got control of the race

I keeps my eyes on my papes

I useta never use the breaks

Like autographs up in the yearbook w/ the old cliches - hey yo

Keep in touch this summer 

Yo the call never came

ya things'll be the same'

C'mon they never be the same

Now we all up in the highway goin' separate ways



(bridge)

And if my train falls off the track 

Tarsha Vega spring forward yo I don't fall back

Original not wack watch me jet to Mars

Put me shuttle to the medal when I chill with the stars

Hey kids u best ta learn to make the most of yo trip

Next you're workin' for the man

Me I'm workin' for hits

yo the years'll go by

So make the most of yo days 

Like Ben Folds say "I'm thinkin' a lot today!"



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