Land of the Kings

Verse One //
Yo’, I was a class clown, school joker, teasing Miss Stoker /
In registration, cards lined up like its poker /
Thirty minutes is over, first lesson of the day has started /
Some pupils chill at the back acting retarded /
I was much more than able
But soon the teachers labelled me
“the student that’s responsible for banging on the table” /
Tried to take my skills further, made some joints you never heard a'
With the samе Strappa Treese mentioned in Klashnеkoff’s "Murder" /
It’s lunchtime, I grab a burger from the women that would serve ya' /
I was a keen observer of the honest and the purgers /
Some of my lessons had my textbook straight wordless /
History was like punishment, I felt “I don’t deserve this” /
I won't die trying it, I guess I wasn’t Curtis /
And no I wasn’t nervous, it just didn’t serve a purpose /
This isn’t criticism of the education service (echo)

Chorus // (x4)
(scratching) Come follow we on this journey / Kickin' it in the back of the school

Verse Two //
Yo’, my year group had nearly two hundred students /
Some of them were so stupid and some of them were so prudent /
And nobody was famous but neither was someone nameless
And mos def, no one was blameless /
So kids just like Mark Defraitas were accused of the latest /
Like dissin’ somebody’s trainers /
And that could cause a fight in a place that we call "Las' Vegas" /
In the street now, punks jump up to get beat down /
Would you believe there was referee for each round? /
And that was like an everyday thing /
Where your reputation stood on whether you could really win /
I was the opposite of Michael, weren’t no lover, was a fighter /
So in school I got my tooth chipped in a brawl with Leon Tyghter /
Derek would spark a lighter and if he permits /
He’d let you join a conversation bout' who had the biggest tits /
And that included the teachers, some gave up on trying to reach us /
Looking down on some students like we some pitiful creatures but we kings

Chorus // (x4)

Verse Three //
I had a lot of respect for Chris Wilson, Steve Gallagher /
The two teachers who understood my calibre /
My timetable calendar, I wish it would start with my favourite lessons
That’s music and drama and art /
I’m so creative, that’s why I did my best and I thought hard /
So I could get an A at the top of my report card /
Yeah I was kind of smart but never nerdy /
I would love to tell you more but now the time is three thirty so I’m out... we kings (echo)