Alright class, we're gonna get started. Everyone, please don't take your seats, Close your textbook, Stand up, and dance to this song What do you think of when I use the word School? You might shrug your shoulders and be like, 'S cool – It's a needful but imperfect institutional tool To make the people on the planet not be absolute fools Or you might have the view that it's only half true What they teach, and that in truth it's a tool that uses you – Subject to abuse, and the subjects you take Are designed to make your mind subjects of the state ...Some say it's great tho — A-OK – And the best way to go is to go and get A's – But whether you B for it or don't C it as best Society D-mands that you go or you're F'd When we were kids We would sing this hook 'No more pencils No more books' When they made us go to school And yet in the days when the tradition began Way before the institutions and the social demand The Ancient Greek "schole" from which "school" is rendered Did not mean work you had to do, it meant LEISURE Leisure? — Yessir — Free Time? — yes! — If you had food to eat, and other needs didn't press You might read or write, if you liked — free of stress – So yes — in a sense, School meant Recess You might spend your time with a Socrates And talk thoughtfully about God and Being And contemplate concepts of cosmic things Without and obligation or college fees And speaking of ironic etymologies 'Education' from the Latin educare means To lead out from, not to sit inside — And 'study' meant passion for a task — yeah, right Now you might ask why, like — Bruh, what da fuh...? How'd it all become the opposite of what it was? School meant Days Off; study meant fun Why's it upside down? I'm confounded. It's dumb Welcome to the club. Are you really surprised? Humans have a tendency to systematize – And the systems are fine, until the systems are blind To the very human beings for whom the system's designed It's a means to an end. And in the end that means That whoever's at the head gets to set the meanings And assign the readings, and to set the times And to regulate the rhythm of our lives and minds But way before pencils and way before books And way before the tests that everybody took There was Old School School. (Word) Alright let's go ahead and walk outside now Put our hands in the soil. ... Don't forget your improvised song is due... At any time It ain't about your interests, kid – It's how ya get 'er done Better aggregate your passions into learning outcomes Don't be burnin' out, son! Reevaluate your goals Gotta crack another statue from the economic mold Got you docile till you're old – 'They don't want us to know!' But the thing about 'Them' is The 'They' is Us, bro – Life is short, learning's slow – Why go back to the source When you could simply get it second hand? A requisite course And yes, you're being forced – And while at times it may be free So is all your social media – It's not that hard to see That that's another way of saying the commodity's me And the product is becoming what they want me to be You're so lucky – Old school study – So what are we to take from it And what disintegrate? How to disentangle the age-old angle Of obligation in the way When we educate – How to make it relate so it ain't Disembodied and a Knowledge but in name Without making that very same knowledge All but impossible to gain? (Dang) Make it a GAME — make Work Play – Never have to go to, and yet learn everyday – Make it into songs, teach lessons over beats And not just on the internet but also on the streets Education is an art And performance is a part Of its method and its manner 'Cause the head needs the heart – Hip-hop History SchoolHouse Rock Indigenous traditions – Times change. TikTok Here's a thought — Honor teachers in the game that go the hardest 'Cause in the end the teacher is the same as the artist – Let em play their part as pop-stars, getting famous Being bona fide philoso-rapper viral sensations ...I'm biased. ... Should I even talk? I'm a product of the system, a philosophy doc – And my knowledge, on which I base this critical thought Is predicated on the privilege of having been taught – I've thought of that a lot. ...If we lost what we've got Is it tantamount to tossing out the board with the chalk? But it may be worth a shot: and here's the reason why Like nails on a chalkboard, we're just squeaking by Education is the basis of society's design – The system that instills what's in everybody's mind And under this system, the society we find's Economically unequal, ecologically awry So redefine School: Not a tool of the state But a movement that arises from those who create – Whose mode of exchange isn't monetary wealth But Relationship and Wisdom. An end in itself No more tests No more rules No more half-truths Back to the roots – Back to Old School Schools You're so lucky – Old school study No more hassles (Old school study) No wack books No more teacher's dirty looks No more bureaucratic crooks (Old school study) And school boards with too many crooks No more standards (Old school study) No more rules No more half truths Back to the roots No more half truths (Old school study) Back to the roots Back to the roots Old school school Alright well, that's it for me today ... But we'll meet again for our next session ... Whenever we meet again. ... And until then... Study!

I know it's been a minute My time means money when I spend it I'm trying to push the credit card limit You start and I finish, the company you keep could not witness The hostile takeover, I done made it my business If y'all ain't in y'all bag, I'm in it Blowing through the breeze, I'm winning I don't tweet my opinion Don't care about MCs I'm offended You can't eat clout, word of mouth on your feed I'm trending Get IG, y'all ignorant, drunk off the drink ya'll spitting I don't think y'all get it Big shoes to fill, I don't think y'all fit it If the work ain't fire, I would that y'all would quit it Uh, is this Old School business or is it just an old fool venting This old dude different, different from a soul food kitchen Representing the whole W' district This is how the old school do it Get your life, get money, get to it 'Cause there ain't nothin like some old school music Y'all don't do it, like these old dudes do it Throw your hands in there air, like you ain't got a care They fighting in the club, but the party's over here It'll prolly be a hommy, but Johnny got an army up in here This'll probably be the party of the year New car scented, just know that if its rented, I ain't in it 22 is on the Smith, I ain't Emmitt I'm ready for the scrimmage, this one love Ready for the tennis, with this single I'm already independent You start & I end it, the first 48 if y'all get it Go & tell interrogation I did it Now pardon my spittage, if something getting lit then I lit it See the writing on the wall hieroglyphics One word to describe I'm exquisite One question to my tribe, can I kick it? If honey give me the Q I'ma tip it uh Easy pickins, who was fridge in the kitchen be the difference I don't play with these chickens Peter Griffin But you can call it bird-eye vision These birds don't deserve my attention I preserve my pimpin, listen in other words I'm dripping to give it all in these words I'm spitting!

I was keyed when I came here, it's not gon' be my fuckin' play (ayy) Ah, what I tell you? What I tell you? What I tell you? Always how it is (I'm sayin'), ayy, KBeaZy, you fired up I've been goin' everywhere he can't go (can't go, nigga) Cool J, nigga, with the Kangol I've been hittin' pussy from an angle (oh yeah) Feel like Peso Peso with these pesos, ahh (peso, peso, peso, peso) Crodie brought the K, these niggas scared off (Cronem) I'ma mash up the pussy like potatoes (mash it up) And the feds ain't on 'em 'cause they paid off, yeah (paid) Call that nigga Joe, he a traitor (uh-huh) Got his bitch up in my bed and she laid up, yeah (uh-huh) Had to switch to LA like the Oakland Raiders (yeah, I switch it up) Call a rasta from Jamaica let him air it out (rasta mon, rasta mon) I ain't into hearing stories that they made up (nah, nah, nigga) Money coming in the mail without a pay stub (money coming in) There's college bitches in the party like the Sugar Bowl Her mama's getting fucked up like it's the Super Bowl (she a MILF) These diamonds dancing on my neck I got the winner's gold (damn, damn) We ain't talking paper when we talking magazines Rock star status but not no Adam Levine Rolling like some tires when I'm rolling off a bean Pops was a hustler, I got hustle in my genes I was riding dirty but the feds thought I was clean (I was clean) I was making money, breaking bread off for my team (making money) We was going places that you niggas never been (yeah) We was doing things that these niggas never seen (yeah, yeah) Paid it one time, over a hunnid and ten (paid it one time) Pay me one time, bitch, you owe me a percent (pay me one time) Young nigga hustle since 2010 Bubbly, Hennessy, tequila, keep the gin, uh Bitches and niggas playing games they don't want to win If I call up K, then you know we get it in (if I call up K, yeah) So much smoke in the room I'ma need some oxygen There's a ghost in the room, you just didn't know who it is Watch how a nigga whip the money to a Benz Watch how lil' shorty do my brother for the rent And she's 36, she ain't even finessing for her kids Leaving Trinidad, tryna swing through with 'bout 36 We ain't talking paper when we talking magazines Rock star status but not no Adam Levine Rolling like some tires when I'm rolling off a bean Pops was a hustler, I got hustle in my genes I've been goin' everywhere he can't go (can't go, nigga) Cool J, nigga, with the Kangol I've been hittin' pussy from an angle (yeah, I hit it up) Feel like Peso Peso with these pesos (peso, peso, peso, peso) I was riding dirty but the feds said I was clean I was making money, breaking bread off for my team (yeah) We was going places that you niggas never been (brr) We was doing things that these Niggas never seen (yeah, yeah, yeah, brr) Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?) South side (South side), south side (South side), ooh Shout out my nigga's side hustle one time, man (brr, brr) It don't get no realer than this, you know what I'm sayin'? Three thirty-three, UTU shit You know what I'm sayin', North gang, ahh We was juggin', never did no one dirty for the cream (yup, yup) Couple of them choppers came straight from the Middle East (uh) Gucci on my body, bitch, you know I'm double G (oh) Bought a little Sprizzy, I dirtied up the lean (ha) Bought his first strizzy, couldn't wait to intervene I don't buy pussy, that ain't never been in me (yeah, yeah) How I get myself in places I don't wanna be? (How? How? How?) Think you want this life? Try a year of bein' me (yeah) Perkies and the X work together like a team (oh) If you double up the X, it gon' be a porno scene (oh) Bitch, I feel like DMX, all the rough riders with me If lil' shawty get me vexed We gon' kick her out her dreams (lil' bitch, ha) We ain't talking paper when we talking magazines (magazines) Rock star status but not no Adam Levine (yeah, yeah) Rolling like some tires when I'm rolling off a bean (oh) Pops was a hustler, I got hustle in my genes (in my genes)

Verse 1: Back in the days I made up my mind That I would be a king, you know, genuine Reign supreme at the top of the heap And like working all day, no time to sleep Destined to rise, in front of your eyes So we surmise, it's time for the prize The time has come, we gotta be number one The world is full of power and we got to get some No more beggin and useless teardrops So I'm trading these teardrops for props Goin' all the way and with my powerful team Conquering the world and I'ma rise like cream All out, putting heads to bed Cause I'm a grown man and I hate to get spoon-fed Wisdom, son, I rose in the east Till we reach the top, won't be no peace, cause it's Chorus: Strictly business, strictly business Ain't no way I'm gonna stop Strictly business, ain't no time to get more Gotta make it to the top Verse 2: Everything we do, gotta be brand new The moves we make, gotta make the earth shake Sitting at my desk, cause I manifest to my team Big plans that'll make us the best Cause we can rule this game we all play Pop champagne and make everyday a holiday Smooth as a rose but hard like steel From now on, I'ma make my dreams real On a mission, gotta get there If you wanna rule, you gotta be in there Our masterplan is the best And ain't a man alive that'll beat us to a conquest Cause this is the reason we was born To rock on and on and on and on Look at my eyes, it's hypnotizing Word is bond, we gotta keep on rising Chorus Strictly business, life is hard to handle Ain't no way I'm gonna stop Strictly business, ain't no time to get more Gotta make it to the top Verse 3: I'ma be a legend in all the books and mags Stuffin' the cash inside garbage bags Ain't no time to waste, we gotta motivate Pass anybody that stops to get gas Forever and a day, my destiny's set No sweat, I make it rougher than rougher gets Hold on tight, if not, get blown away Pick up the pieces 'cause we're known to say Radical things to get a champion's ring Give it up, punk, don't make me swing We planned ahead to get the butter and the bread Dressed in black and I'm stayin' out the red So when it comes to like taking charge Get props for where they do and stop frontin' on tar Gotta go for what you know to be the cream of the crop With the power of God, I'ma rise to the top, it's Chorus Strictly business, life is hard to handle Ain't no way I'm gonna stop Strictly business, ain't no time to get more Gotta make it to the top Outro: Uncle L (uhh!) (repeat 16X)

Knew I said I would roll wit'chu Put my lifestyle on hold for you All them sweet things that I told to you This conversation is overdue (Freeze) Kid too wild to respect the vow I just ain't ready to settle down My name too big in the ghetto now (Freeze) Feels like I'm ready when I'm holdin' you But it's so many honies, what I'm 'posed to do? Keep sendin' them apology notes to you (Freeze) All I need is for you to freeze This is hard on me, I don't want to leave But in the meantime, take back your keys and Freeze, don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) I know girl it's a lot to ask Tell me what other choice I have When you love someone this bad Freeze, don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) And girl I hope you understand Promise I'll be back for you When I become a better man Why I gotta do this I ain't sho' Why I gotta wild out, I don't know I know how it feels I've been hurt befo' I know you're disappointed you expected mo' (Freeze) I'm losin' a good one, that's fo' sho' I be tryin to fight but it calls me yo Please don't change the locks on the do' (Freeze) Quit cryin' 'cause it ain't your fault Blame it on the streets of New York Young L gotta walk this walk girl (Freeze) I know it's rough but I need your support You said it all last time that we fought So don't talk baby hold that thought and Freeze, don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) I know girl it's a lot to ask Tell me what other choice I have When you love someone this bad Freeze, don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) And girl I hope you understand Promise I'll be back for you When I become a better man (What would you think if I told you that I) Knew that I was breakin' your heart Wanna explain, but where should I start (What would you think if I told you that I) Wake up every mornin' with a different girl 'Cause I don't wanna settle down before I see the world (What would you think if I told you that I) Know exactly what you need indeed Hate to follow but I'm scared to leave Too scared love'll get the best of me I know deep down God is testin' me Hopefully someday I'll give you that ring But until then just do this one thing Freeze, don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) I know girl it's a lot to ask Tell me what other choice I have When you love someone this bad Freeze, don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) And girl I hope you understand Promise I'll be back for you When I become a better man Don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) I know girl it's a lot to ask Tell me what other choice I have When you love someone this bad Freeze, don't change, don't go, don't leave (Just, freeze) And girl I hope you understand Promise I'll be back for you When I become a better man (Freeze) It's not like I forgot about you or somethin' I just gotta get this out of my system, know what I mean? If I could just freeze you, you know what I'm sayin'? It's just I don't know if I'm ready for all that shit, you know what I mean? I mean I know we gon' be together one day Matter of fact I promise you, for now I need you to just (Freeze)

I was at the mall, sippin' on a milkshake Playin' the wall, takin' a break Admirin' the girls with the bamboo earings Baby hair and bodies built to swing That's when I seen her Her name was tina Grace and poise kinda like a ballerina I said, how you doin', my name's big l Don't ask me how I'm livin', 'cause, yo, I'm living swell But then again I'm livin' kind of foul 'Cause my girl don't know that I'm out on the prowl To make a long story short, I got the digits Calls her on my car phone and paid her a visit I was spankin' her and thankin' her, chewin' her and doin' her Layin' like a king on sheets of satin That's what time it is, you know what's happenin' She had a big ole booty, I was doin' my duty I mean, yo, I admit that my girl's a cutie But tina was erotic, earl's my witness With the kind of legs that put stockings out of business When I went home, I kissed my girl on the cheek But in the back of my mind it was this big butt freak I sat my girl down, I couldn't hold it in And said to her with a devilish grin... Tina got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But tina got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you Tina got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But tina got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you I went to the high school about three o'clock To try to catch a cutie ridin' my jock My homeboy's jeep, the system blastin' Cold forty dogs, smilin' and laughin' Girls all over, the kind I adore I felt like a kid in a candy store That's when I seen her Her name was brenda She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember I said to my man, stop the jeep She's only senteen but, yo, don't sleep I kicked the bass like an nfl punter And scoped the booty like a big game hunter I said to the girl, yo, you look tired Let's go get some rest, relax by the fire I put the big booty on a bearskin rug She gave me a kiss, I have her a hug I said to the girl, them young boys ain't nothin' You want to get freaky, let me kiss your belly button I circled it and teased it and made her squeal Grabbed a pack of bullets and pulled out the steel When I was through, I wiped the sweat from my eyes When to the kitchen and got some sweet potato pies Tina busted in my house while I was eatin' You know what I said Too bad you caught me cheatin', but... Brenda got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But brenda got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you Brenda got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But brenda got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you I went to red lobster for shrimp and steak Around the time whe the waitress are on their lunch break I pulled in the parkin' lot and parded my car Somebody shouted out, I don't care who you are I paid it no attention, I walked inside Because brian had a nine and he was chillin' in the ride I walked in the place, everybody was lookin' And shrimp and steak wasn't the only thing cookin' I sat down to eat, ordered my food I said to the waitress, I don't men to be rude But I'll take you on a platter She said, you got a girl, I said, it don't matter You look like you're tastier than a pipin' hot pizza What's your name? she said, my tag says lisa I said, o.k., you're smart and all that But when you get off work, yo, I'll be back She looked at me and said, make yourself clear L, where we going? I said, right here She looked kind of puzzled, I said, you'll see I pulled up at ten on the d.o.t. When she walked out the door, I threw my tongue down her throat Pushed her back inside and pulled off her coat Laid her on the table and place my order And habe her a tip much bigger than a quarter On and on to the break 'a dawn All over the restaurant, word is born I heard somebody coughin', I checked my watch I couldn't believe it said nine o'clock I grabbed my pants, put on my kangol Who did I see, oh, yo, it was brenda Yo, she worked at red lobster but I didn't remember Lisa got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But lisa got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you See ya Lisa got a big ole butt I know I told you I'd be true But lisa got a big ole butt So I'm leavin' you See ya