goin' to (High school) Rah, rah, rah (High school) Sis, boom, bah (High school) Hey, hey, hey You better get out of the way (High school) Rah, rah, rah (High school
Traduzione: MC5. High School.
And the hustlers are a product of the 415 [CHORUS] The 4, the 1, the 5 [Bootsy Collins:] (So much mellow mellow at the) The 4, the 1, the 5 [VERSE 2
double e, Ten man click thro London city Change over, ur change my flow Speeding 4 my mile tempo Boy dem blind n ain't dat so Like 5 0 5 0 Im also quick
out to DJ's with vinyls For every hip hop head-black to albino Record executives who still got they spinal Drop this for kids who wear they pants low in high school
tie their shoes that's when I bust through, and make my move to grab at least 5 boobs And this ain't high school, this is kindergarten Juggs was into
reminds me, back in 1984 when I went to a party with the master plan to step up, and put the mic in my hand Everybody was there, from junior high to high schools
connoisseur of soul clapping beats to crack the concrete React in a millisecond so disrespect's beyond me Always moving up, sound could be better High
by the beast That night, 5-0 held caught in the streets [scratching by El P & Mr. Len of Company Flow] [El-P] Petrofied little venomist, school yard
Rhyme Syndicate, Ernie C) Party! [MC Ricky D/Slick Rick] (Okay party people in the house) [INTRO: Ice-T] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice
m on a bonafied mission to turn a sinner, into a certified Christian I magnify the Most High, dun, I'm blessed and still take out any MC that wanna test
88 The game got bigger We done hit the block Squatin' baby ninjas On our way to school Park my shit around the corner So fly, so cool Young nigga Brooklyn breed MC
be six feet under The thunder is coming down hard with black rains So the High Plains Drifter got to lift a nigga Out his jeep, like a 4/5th on the beat
(Yo, Yo) How many Mc's must get dissed? How niggas still think they can still fuck with the kid? (OOO) I guess I moved up in the world, duke is not happy
somebody might munch Cause J5 go together just like parties and spiked punch Your crew's captain crunch, and I'm the seven seas Bombin on MC's, crushin
[Jurassic 5 together] Ayo, it's like this when Allah says "Let it be like" We are some designated, poetical brothers with mics For whoever had skills
jotting down Southside gospel Writing verses like I was a Southside apostle Trying to find myself still graduate high school Staying on my toes like the old school
Stupid motherfuckers shoulda stepped when I warned 'em. I'm from the Boondocks of Compton, California. I'm just anxious to whoop some ass, I went to high school
