Lab Report
Hey Hey Yo
This for everybody who had to get up at 5AM
Go to school at 6 and try to learn geometry at 7 fucking AM
This is for all my extra credit getting overachievers skipping class
Who had to be stoned for every standardized test
Yo I got
1 for the vices 2 backpacks
3 for the study hall dipping out the back
4 Friends deep 5 bucks for a tab
6 for the chemistry 7 in the lab
Ate a few hits and I jump on the track times
2 for the kids who were gonna do the math
Now I see double like I got held back
16 bars that I drop on the class
3 rings off to the circus
Everyday haze made me nervous
Young cuz was a plug in the circuit
Jack C Hays yeah the name had a purpose
Glaze more pot than the art class furnace
Blaze too hot when I open up my thermos
If I start spitting Imma burn your epidermis
Flow so sick you got to go to the nurses
Goddamn
I was Kicking it with goth & the band nerds
Deviants who fall out the standards
Poplar chicks never had words
Cliques taught a kid how class works
Everybody else doing math work
I was writing lines in a pad had to add a verse
What my attitude's adverse
I push through baggage my backpack's backwards
Lately he stressing
Teachers won't teach him to think or question
They threaten detention
Maybe the lesson is Passive aggression
Daily they test him
Making the grade but C he just guessing
The pressure won't lessen
Under fluorescence the pen is his weapon
1 for the vices 2 backpacks
3 for the study hall dipping out the back
4 Friends deep 5 bucks for a tab
6 for the chemistry 7 in the lab
Ate a few hits and I jump on the track times
2 for the kids who were gonna do the math
Now I see double like I got held back
16 bars that I drop on the class
I was studying psychology
Drilling off the top of the brain no lobotomy
I'm done with the modesty
Alchemy dropping this knowledge Ptolemy
Sacred geometry
Paper's a trip like you're reading the Odyssey
Imma be taking up botany
Picking up a P then I put it into prodigy
Y'all gossipy
But it's true that I'm gifted & talented
Dude I been sick as an allergen
I been doing a flip & I'm balancing
Lit off the gas like a halogen
Damn it's a critical hit on ya paladin
Still I'm fit for the challenges
My skill is splitting your thalamus
My lungs bigger than a labrador's
And everybody else biting my lab report
Cuz y'all rap like you never took a dab before
You just choke & ya stutter till ya abs are sore
Goddamn
We can go back & forth just know
Any bully I'm asking for
Imma cut the bull like a matador
Ain't nobody hold me back I'll be back for more
This for everybody who had to get up at 5AM
Go to school at 6 and try to learn geometry at 7 fucking AM
This is for all my extra credit getting overachievers skipping class
Who had to be stoned for every standardized test
Yo I got
1 for the vices 2 backpacks
3 for the study hall dipping out the back
4 Friends deep 5 bucks for a tab
6 for the chemistry 7 in the lab
Ate a few hits and I jump on the track times
2 for the kids who were gonna do the math
Now I see double like I got held back
16 bars that I drop on the class
3 rings off to the circus
Everyday haze made me nervous
Young cuz was a plug in the circuit
Jack C Hays yeah the name had a purpose
Glaze more pot than the art class furnace
Blaze too hot when I open up my thermos
If I start spitting Imma burn your epidermis
Flow so sick you got to go to the nurses
Goddamn
I was Kicking it with goth & the band nerds
Deviants who fall out the standards
Poplar chicks never had words
Cliques taught a kid how class works
Everybody else doing math work
I was writing lines in a pad had to add a verse
What my attitude's adverse
I push through baggage my backpack's backwards
Lately he stressing
Teachers won't teach him to think or question
They threaten detention
Maybe the lesson is Passive aggression
Daily they test him
Making the grade but C he just guessing
The pressure won't lessen
Under fluorescence the pen is his weapon
1 for the vices 2 backpacks
3 for the study hall dipping out the back
4 Friends deep 5 bucks for a tab
6 for the chemistry 7 in the lab
Ate a few hits and I jump on the track times
2 for the kids who were gonna do the math
Now I see double like I got held back
16 bars that I drop on the class
I was studying psychology
Drilling off the top of the brain no lobotomy
I'm done with the modesty
Alchemy dropping this knowledge Ptolemy
Sacred geometry
Paper's a trip like you're reading the Odyssey
Imma be taking up botany
Picking up a P then I put it into prodigy
Y'all gossipy
But it's true that I'm gifted & talented
Dude I been sick as an allergen
I been doing a flip & I'm balancing
Lit off the gas like a halogen
Damn it's a critical hit on ya paladin
Still I'm fit for the challenges
My skill is splitting your thalamus
My lungs bigger than a labrador's
And everybody else biting my lab report
Cuz y'all rap like you never took a dab before
You just choke & ya stutter till ya abs are sore
Goddamn
We can go back & forth just know
Any bully I'm asking for
Imma cut the bull like a matador
Ain't nobody hold me back I'll be back for more
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Writer(s): James Clarke
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