Remember High School
(专辑: The Language Of My World - 2005)
Yo, remember high school? With that dude who thought he was so cool Walking around like everybody should know who, he is Like he was some superstar in the
biz Just because he had a
Japanese car and some rims It's silly ain't it? It goes to show how tainted 'Cause these hoes jocked him like he was somebody who supposedly made it And I'm not hating man, the
dude was my boy But I
watched girl after girl get their world destroyed Now when a
squirrels a
squirrel and a
nut is a
nut And I
seen a
lot of girls cut so they could get stuffed Or at least be cool in the
high school soap opera 'Cause kids do anything to be popular Guys get their hair cut so girls can jock ya But if girls get with guys their known as a
trick But if a
dude does the
same shit, he's known as a
pimp And the
question is: Is there really a
difference? Remember that girl in high school that everyone wanted to hit? She wore them dresses with the
bestest breasteses the
size of Texas And she was the
queen of estrogen, White, Black, Puerto Rican, and Mexican And she sat next to you in third period She powdered her face but her skin had no flaws Her tits looked like she wore three wonderbras Thank God for that math book you put on your lap to Cover up your jeans when your dick got hard I
mean she was amazing I'm not playing You were like 14 but she was still the
kind of girl you wanted a
baby with And I
could tell the
way that she would rock them pants That a
lot of dudes hit it but she wanted a
chance You talked to her, but she gave you the
shoulder She was the
type of girl that was cold as Boulder She'd only mess with ya if you drove a
Rover What I
push? Well fuck it Let's just say a
bucket. OK Anyway one day I
rocked a
show And I
see her right there chilling up in the
front row Next time I
go to my math class for sho' she's talking about "Hey yo bro, I
didn't know that you flowed Hey yo what's up with that CD? Maybe we could eat lunch after P.E Ah hee hee hee hee hee" If it's the
mic you rock, the
car you got, the
3-pointer you shot that get's the
girl then she's probably a
breezy Remember high school with that girl you can't remember? (Who?) The
one that never stuck out, she kind of looked like whatever Kinda nerdy, never came to the
parties She went home after school and never really chilled with nobody She was in one of your classes and used to wear glasses With braces that accented her pimples that weren't really attractive But she was good in Spanish and let you cheat off her answers But when you'd see her in the
hall you would walk right past her You acted like a
bastard and never treated her right 'Cause her body wasn't buckling and her face wasn't tight Well guess what See that beautiful girl with the
big butt Standing at the
incense shop reading the
poetry that she writes That's her. Oh hell nah, I
know that's not her Wait minus the
pimples, the
braces, and a
lot less nerd Take off the
overalls and the
baggy sweatshirt Yeah there she is, reading about her words Shit, man I'mma go spit some game Wait I
see some resemblance from like way back in the
day I
remember that girl that only liked me 'cause I
rhymed And now I'm really only talking to this girl 'cause she looks fine Back when she was normal I
wouldn't give her my time Shit that's crazy I
kinda feel sleezy If I
could flip the
scenario I'm the
same as these hoes Kinda like the
male version of a
breezy