ÉCOLIER
BIG SAVIOUR
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If you could even call it that Or y'all might think it's corny as f*ck And let me Let me tell you about High school I never was a cool boy All I did was read some books from home, I weren't no fool, boy But nobody wanted to talk to me That fine, I care about my grades going perfectly School was like my second home but with a thousand of residents And no one here had a dream of being president Or prime minister cause the authorities here were sinister Pissed our pants every time we just talk back at them So to you loudmouth teachers I hope y'all get torn Y'all the reason I still wear this uniform So I can look to the future and got proof I'm a victim And I'll testify against you people and shall get y'all evicted Complicated Situation, thats what's up Under qualified occupation, this shit is fucked up When you laugh at me and when you scrap the p The exam board is messing shit up for me Ice cold motherfuckers gave me a 3 The same as 2 years ago around month 3 It was a hard year not just me but for all Let me tell how they be making me a fool The CoRo was killing Graves were filling Schools were shut down so I was chilling At home, alone, sitting on a throne Working on my music whilst I'm in the zone Whilst the exams were cancelled I began to cry How will I'll be graded when there's time to fly by It turns out to be the teachers that will do Grade on a prediction that'll come out soon It was great news but here's the problem With an English teacher I had during the last year He's a crazy motherfucker and he ain't no dear He gave me a 3, which is like a D The next time I'll see him he's gonna get the knee He'll be dropped even harder, make him a martyr In a stealthy way to prove I'm smarter But back to what I was on about I tell the board that ill take the real exam without a doubt So sent them a big fat letter To let them know that this fucker is gonna do better So then I had the time to wait for November To recall everything on a laptop from all that I remember About the subject, hoping I succeeded happily Without a doubt in mind, I pray for the faculty To give me a pass to go straight outta class And wouldn't you know, they can kiss my ass They've butchered my grades and they did it with a smirk Like they want to make me pull out my dirk And start to murder brothers if they don't keep low This shit right here is a fucking fork in the road I'm sick (He so nasty) I'm sick I'm sick (He so nasty) I'm sick Nah, nah I'm not done Now now, students, teachers, all the kind of preachers And every single age including the foetus I did that shit for real to prove that I'm in the white some questions fucked me up whether it's wrong or right I kept pushing and pushing until I started blushing Solving questions I'd had a hard time crunching I couldn't get no sleep, I'm falling into deep I be anxious what my result will be in a dozen weeks But the endgame came and so I fade Into the fact that I had the same fucking grade From when I was bound to be predicted I didn't believe it one bit, fix that shit But its when I found out that a computer did it I knew that I would flip my shit What the f*ck is matter with this I knew I did better than piss I swear I've poured all the effort Followed my own very method You could tell I did better then the other fucking efforts Guys, it doesn't take an expert just to know It was a long hard year People were in fear Why don't you give me a break You lizard people are not fake You want me to stress Right after I tried my best And now I have to wait To get predicted again, great... You guys are making me look like a motherfucking fool I just wanna get out and get laid outta school They know I'll be coming like of age But I can't be horny when I am full of rage Aggin, you know I'm going insane Right in the membrane, where there is pain You know I am a fucking native Englishman right? So why the f*ck should I give a shit bout this bish tonight I've got more shit to worry about than this fucking bleat Motherfuckers, you sure are good at sucking feet I bet you for sure that I was close to 4 But them assholes won't even open the door Look, I passed my maths and that should just be it Tell the exam board they can suck Greenie's dick Cause They've butchered my grades and they did it with a smirk Like they want to make me pull out my dirk Or start to steamroll on fuckers and get squashed like some toad I can't help but to be here in this fork in the road I'm sick (He so nasty) I'm sick I'm sick (He so nasty) Yeah I'm sick The exam board ain't nothing nice They spice up your life But in a bad way Ok? I will pass someday But I will remember when they made me feel like shit on this Friday 2023 Ya feel me? Yo, Daddy Masta Machete take it to the break Yeah
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