Al Shid - The First Day of School lyrics

"I'm in charge of this cla**. I'm the merciless God Of anything that stirs in my universe. You fu*k With me, you will suffer my wrath!" {*cut and scratched: "Okay cla**"*} [Al-Shid] All eyes on me, your majesty, way beyond your comprehension My speech exceeds the peaks reached by idle freshmen Apply these lesson whether you friends, or rhymin henchmen Y'all n***as ain't f**in with Shid, topic of session I'm like mind power bombs that (?) smack rookies Who try to get run on my track, the last words be n***as is mad p**y and get amped in a while Only flow once a month and it's crampin your style Now; my lesson plans are murderous verbal weapon span Raise the ep in hand and I'm co*kin back, to reprimand Next is (?) with penalty for mistakes If you slip like Will Smith make you +Enemies of the State+ I got camera views aerial, n***a watchin your every move Right in your very crew, got mercenaries to bury you Contrary to, what you speak you weak You candy-a** n***as sleep, if you think sh**'s sweet "Chapter one.." "There's my old school! {*scratch*} Let's go into the cla**room and see what they're learning Be very quiet when you go in as we shouldn't disturb the lesson." "No one talks; NO ONE!! Take out your pencils and WRITE." -] Morgan Freeman "Well, I'll try, the best I can professor." "Open your books to page two, and wait for further instruction." "Pay attention!" [Al-Shid] Ladies and gentlemen, introducin Shiddy, the rap veteran Mental co-archery top seeded varsity letterman From New York, to the Netherlands, I puff - medicine And drink ether-can-til-I-loop(?) gravitational center and My whole click is still tightenin, ain't nothin better than The mighty marvelous ghetto superstar rappers tryin to mush I'm still, holdin it, f** who you go and get If you underarm then you get rolled on, like clay deodorant sh**, I be the mental motorist steerin your train of thought High beam in your ear to let them drunk drive on my way to court Can't hang in this rap game? Player change your sport I'm tryin to die of high blood pressure if life's a grain of salt Table talk, cause I got a flow to drown victims And make deaf n***as get surround sound systems Give white people unfound rhythm, my sh**'s endless And cla** be in session with manditory attendance n***a "You know on the first day of school how the teacher have all the kids in line." "Pay attention!" "You are supposed to be frightened I usually terrify the average mortal." "No one talks; NO ONE!! Take out your pencils and WRITE." -] Morgan Freeman "Well, I'll try, the best I can professor." "Come right in! Sit right down and join the rest of the s**ers." [J-Zone] Hey yo Shid, ?? all of them late cats That missed the lesson still wanna f** around "Could that be true?" (Aight) "Imagine that." "Cla**, dismissed!"