Pigeon John - High School Reunion lyrics
(Intro) Just bang with it Dedicated to Hawthorne High Just bang with it (Verse) I'm just another rapper trying to make the hands clapper Be in Teen Bop magazine that's what I'm after But lately things ain't doing to well Trying to excel but still in my Tercel And one light's broke the other don't work So I can't take my girl out at night yo what a jerk Well anyway I got a brand new demo A hit song that's takes me to Jay Leno Then I can finally treat my girlfriend right And go swing dancing in the middle of the night Cause I've been shopping my little demo for three years And I'm tired of hanging out with the same peers I wanna sow and grow and plow with my rhymes But most of my friends love to waste time I'm speaking on the real I'm sick of basing my whole life on a record deal (Chorus) I should've known yo I should've known Should've got a real job and digital phone My highschool reunion is soon from now And I only got two dollars in my checking account boy I should've known yo I should've known Should've got a real job and digital phone Maybe a wife and some kids and picket fence But now I get by trying to scrape up rent (Verse) My most people my age is in a corporation Not in the Inglewood jail for a citation With my girl out there she bailing me out Most of you n**ies don't know what I'm talking about You got a pretty wife and two kids up in the crib I'm eating canned chili with no shirt showing my ribs What I'm gonna say when they ask "what I been up to?" I'm looking for a record deal and looking for work too They say they got a PHD Ni***s I'm eating chili burritos at Taco Bell on Beverly Getting refills this caffeine got me ill I'm surrounded by well dressed Americans paying bills And I've been late for months yo I'm a try to fake it But they gonna smell the front and slowly be awakened that Pigeon John's a joke three times broke And he's dreaming and he can't be woke cause (Chorus) (Verse) Pigeon John's a joke three times broke And He's dreaming and he can't be woke About Caddillacs, minimalism and contracts Futon beds and downtown spreads and how to act oh boy Pigeon John's a joke three times broke And he's dreaming and he can't be woke About Prada slacks, screenplays and Kerouac Living in Maine and sailing the seas without a map like swish (Chorus)