G.C.S.E
G.C.S.E., Rotten
G.C.S.E. is, Ghetto Children Sex Education
Don't worry 'bout no reputation
Be more worried about becoming a patient
G.C.S.E. is, not just about maths and English
It's not about rocket science or physics
There's unwanted pregnancies and diseases
G.C.S.E. is
Protect your dick like you're in a wall, defending a free kick
To stay safe from STD's and HIV shit
Make sure you strap up before you sprat
'Cause once you get clapped, cuz, there's no coming back from dat
I know you brers heard about never to trust a big butt
Well here's some more news, don't be fooled by the big boobs
Never trust them beans that tell you they're on the pill and ride bareback
Or tell you to pull out before you cum
Bare yats lie on their backs, just to get preggas
So they can apply for a council flat and family credit
Instead of getting to the chemist for the morning after
They're bringing the dreaded deals with the balling rasta
It's best you, get to the clinic piss in a test tube
Get tested, no Jesus ain't coming to rescue
I'm schooling all my nieces and nephews
Before they're left crying like Jodeci
They're singing, "Sorry I left you!"
G.C.S.E. is, Ghetto Children Sex Education
Don't worry 'bout no reputation
Be more worried about becoming a patient
G.C.S.E. is, not just about maths and English
It's not about rocket science or physics
There's unwanted pregnancies and diseases
G.C.S.E. is
I know the milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Let me teach you and I ain't gonna charge
When the STD's start to burn, they hurt
Worse than curse words spurted out loud in church
They get you flinged out the building, don't be ignorant children
Listen the lyrics we're spitting and singing to keep you safe like a government building
But still can get you licked down quicker than the Twin Towers, sit and listen
I know women want men for riding
But take time and decide whether it's worth you living
One nights pleasure can equal a lifes time of pain
And if it happens then you've only got yourself to blame
Pack the plastic, the pill and be safe
Spread love and spread your life, the right way cause
Life ain't a game, diseases don't play and
K9 and Rotten we got summit to say
G.C.S.E. is, Ghetto Children Sex Education
Don't worry 'bout no reputation
Be more worried about becoming a patient
G.C.S.E. is, not just about maths and English
It's not about rocket science or physics
There's unwanted pregnancies and diseases
G.C.S.E. is
Never gonna tell ya listen to school curriculum
Before you pull out your tools and stick ya dick in her
Before you drop the knickers and pop the snickers
There's a couple multiple choice questions you should consider
Say you was wid a girl chilling, just drinking liquor
Then boom, she get's tipsy and you feel freaky
Would you, A) still hit her raw, knowing it's risky
Or, B) Easy chill cause you got no shield
Or, C) If you could get some condoms from the petrol station
Or, D) Leave to press her for a next session
If you picked D you're nuts, ya playing with fire
Your nuts can be on fire from something you may acquire
I ain't tryna be no kill joy so chill boy
Take time slow down, lay out these skills boy
It's real boy, don't get caught out like Kilroy
For doing some dumb shit then it's nee-noy-nee-noy
Make sure you're practising safe sex with the latex
Or be a guest on Trisha, taking a DNA test
Extra safe, ribbed or feather light Durex
Don't kid, breddah, it might be you next
G.C.S.E. is, Ghetto Children Sex Education
Don't worry 'bout no reputation
Be more worried about becoming a patient
G.C.S.E. is, not just about maths and English
It's not about rocket science or physics
There's unwanted pregnancies and diseases
G.C.S.E. is
Protect your dick like you're in a wall, defending a free kick
To stay safe from STD's and HIV shit
Make sure you strap up before you sprat
'Cause once you get clapped, cuz, there's no coming back from dat
I know you brers heard about never to trust a big butt
Well here's some more news, don't be fooled by the big boobs
Never trust them beans that tell you they're on the pill and ride bareback
Or tell you to pull out before you cum
Bare yats lie on their backs, just to get preggas
So they can apply for a council flat and family credit
Instead of getting to the chemist for the morning after
They're bringing the dreaded deals with the balling rasta
It's best you, get to the clinic piss in a test tube
Get tested, no Jesus ain't coming to rescue
I'm schooling all my nieces and nephews
Before they're left crying like Jodeci
They're singing, "Sorry I left you!"
G.C.S.E. is, Ghetto Children Sex Education
Don't worry 'bout no reputation
Be more worried about becoming a patient
G.C.S.E. is, not just about maths and English
It's not about rocket science or physics
There's unwanted pregnancies and diseases
G.C.S.E. is
I know the milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Let me teach you and I ain't gonna charge
When the STD's start to burn, they hurt
Worse than curse words spurted out loud in church
They get you flinged out the building, don't be ignorant children
Listen the lyrics we're spitting and singing to keep you safe like a government building
But still can get you licked down quicker than the Twin Towers, sit and listen
I know women want men for riding
But take time and decide whether it's worth you living
One nights pleasure can equal a lifes time of pain
And if it happens then you've only got yourself to blame
Pack the plastic, the pill and be safe
Spread love and spread your life, the right way cause
Life ain't a game, diseases don't play and
K9 and Rotten we got summit to say
G.C.S.E. is, Ghetto Children Sex Education
Don't worry 'bout no reputation
Be more worried about becoming a patient
G.C.S.E. is, not just about maths and English
It's not about rocket science or physics
There's unwanted pregnancies and diseases
G.C.S.E. is
Never gonna tell ya listen to school curriculum
Before you pull out your tools and stick ya dick in her
Before you drop the knickers and pop the snickers
There's a couple multiple choice questions you should consider
Say you was wid a girl chilling, just drinking liquor
Then boom, she get's tipsy and you feel freaky
Would you, A) still hit her raw, knowing it's risky
Or, B) Easy chill cause you got no shield
Or, C) If you could get some condoms from the petrol station
Or, D) Leave to press her for a next session
If you picked D you're nuts, ya playing with fire
Your nuts can be on fire from something you may acquire
I ain't tryna be no kill joy so chill boy
Take time slow down, lay out these skills boy
It's real boy, don't get caught out like Kilroy
For doing some dumb shit then it's nee-noy-nee-noy
Make sure you're practising safe sex with the latex
Or be a guest on Trisha, taking a DNA test
Extra safe, ribbed or feather light Durex
Don't kid, breddah, it might be you next
Credits
Writer(s): Antony Olabode, Kevin Brown
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