Trx - 2Kool4Skool lyrics

I'm too kool to go to skool [4x] [Hook] My pencils push blunts Rubber erased last month My professors on my nuts Cause I just don't give a f**! -I'm tooo kool to go to skool [4x] f** ya composition My thoughts are non-written Mister rap-e-matician Just made a new livin' -I'm tooo kool to go to skool [4x] [Verse 1] Sittin' in a lecture halll - Askin' what the f** this is? Teacher's tryin' to test us all But I don't really give a sh** Huh? I dont really give a sh** Rather try to make a hit and make it hit Like take a hit (cough) Watch me make the statement fit (whats he talkin' about?) This ain't recess - I ain't playin' I'm not preaching - I'm just sayin' Believe in what I'm speakin' My syntax got a sequence Education - need it Give it - like its leakin' - Love what you do - enjoy the entertainment Make your own makin' - stop the finger blamin' Got in A in playing hookie Jersey Shorin' with no Snookie Chips a hoyin' with no cookie Wanna find me? Ask the bookie You wanna duel us? You lookin' foolishhhh I'm doin laps around ya a** in a schoolbus You think you sharp too? check my physical You think you that dude? ask my f**in' principal [Hook] [Break] Renegade with a spear They say what you wanna hear Might as well join the fun And make a god damn career Put in my 10 cents These other prints counter fit Stuck on luck countin' sh** My music has no amount to it I swear I make it look Easy as reading books But people don't read anymore They learn from the look Might as well bet everything we coulda' get And mothaf** the game Leave it lookin' - like Oedipus Rex [Hook] [Verse 2] Living room life-style in the f**in' studio (I LOVE IT) You know how the movies go? Well this is how the movement go Move or abort hard The Zoo we sport hard Making singles by the day You stuck on A's on a report card To be particular My arts particular and School just became An extra curricular It ain't a damn thang - just black cards First frat star - to be a f**in rap star Movin' quick now - these other dummies crash hard Burnnin' through more rubber than a mothafukin' nascar Wait hold up a nascar?? Hell yeahh a nascar (vroom vrooom!) Nas car?! Watch as I pa** ya'll You got the ball? I think you fumbled it You got bars?? I think you mumble them You got b**hes? They chillin on my jungle gym With they otha otha friends - makin' otha otha ends