Slow One

I took school with mostly joke approaches
 My rule book was ruled out for rolling roaches into
 Ready-made joint train tracks of distraction
 Had to "reback" to catch what actually happened
 Full packed bags, school pants sagged down
 Hair upon my chinny-chin; becoming a man now
 That's how they get you to shave with razors
 Smooth face to match with the lame behaviour
 Made me wonder if I'd ever freaking fit in, but
 Starting with a "Stanza", I had friends from the beginning
 And then we best friends, let the bond get stronger
 Brothers till the end, yup the song get longer than the last one. Take two marks and pass on
 To a better place but it only really cost one
 Quarter of a life, a lotta time wasted
 Hold back the knowledge, hit em with the education
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 In the school bus, ready for my brain wash
 Get a cool rush though the teacher give me flames
 Such is life. Introduce the wrist to my knife if I
 Know I'm gonna fail, though the answer's right
 Might be incorrect, though perspective is wrong
 Rather go to art class, let me play a song
 On my iPod, sketch light-dark for contrast
 Gimme grey scale, colour blind and
 I'm not fast at all. And all up on the wall
 I can't reach the name board, though I'm long and tall
 "Are y'all gonna eat those toasted cheesy toes?"
 School girl for lunch, she like "no, he gross"
 Well oh no, not again with this rejection
 Teacher stood me up keeping me guessing and then I
 Bomb out. Fuck all the talking I'll take the next route and rap. Wanna get the paper get the pen out for tracks
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 Got my pen, got my pad, all I need, all I have
 Got my talent and I'm glad, it's fantastic, yeah