back to school lets go back to school

lets go lets go back to school to the oldschool





lets go back to school to the old school

to the times when the single file lines was the rule

to the days that we had to study all the maps

the days we were kiddin not to take the kid naps

the days when we used to have to wear the dunce caps

and the days when we used to bust the oldschool raps

sittin with your buddy studyin for ya test

lookin back so that you see up under betty's dress

couldnt wait for bells to ring so we can go to recess

to kick the battle rhymes just to see who was the best

there were seven emcee's in the 7th grade

i would kick seven rhymes had only seven made

but those seven rhymes we stole

note the way your toning

i gave the class a blast the way i smash my opponents

battlin was serious they've all ducked the fist

because i kick the funky fresh rhymes like fish

try to swing but they miss they miss like this

Rasheeda's on the monkey bars blowin me a kiss

throwin rhymes back and forth on the see saw

just to mess with him because i know that he saw

winkin at Latrice because i know that she saw

several suckas tried to push us down but we saw

these are the days when the tounge used to rule

recess is over lets go back to school







goin back to school like Rodney Dangerfield

to the lunchroom where the cooks arrange a meal

ate the sloppy joe where my friends copy so

we can try to get more than emcees can flow

the fun fun fun funky able fable

i stake the style standin on the stable lunch table

finish up the rhyme so i can pass it to the next

throw em back and forth till we heard the bells flex

left the lunchroom went to the gymnasium

ut time to flow we call it a rap stadium

throwin rhymes back and forth like a symphany

i wanna start a battle so step to him for me

the whylin got sensible because we saw the principal

like grammar school somehow the principal's invicible

shot a couple hoops the rims are called fruit loops

and if you miss we say opps and leave the gym like troops

single file line but we were still at the pool

the day is over tommorrow back to school







after school im home with my mom she's pleased

cuz rappin help me learn there were never F's and D's

cuz when im spellin bees it would help me stand these

didnt worry about freaks on the street sellin keys

rock the streets beats from the mouth no tracks

rhymes be simple bust on how they aint wack

i walk into a battle say what we havin here

back in them days i was called a cavalier

me and baby  used to flow the flows like food

me and James Phillips used to rock the high schools

me and Carl Tolta used to rock the neighborhood

Don and Aviator used to show that they were good

me and Johnny Love used to rock the rock parties

and my brother Johnny kicks a dance to fade everybody

me and kingdom rock used to rock the south blocks

an empire of destruction had emcees on their jocks

the past i have stated, they way we used to rule

even though we graduated lets go back to school