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Tarsha Vega Song Lyrics
This is for the class of 2001 New York to London be like under the gun U learn the dic - tion Respect ta Big Pun But ya teachers leave ya up the creek like u was Dawson Now I remember four Septembers in the boogiedown But shit remain the same in like any town Each semester every test I wonder when would it end And no I'd never go thru it again Time don't change the way I feel Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years (and) Time's got so much to reveal No time to wonder Why we crumble in our fears I useta hate teachers callin' my name in attendance Academic menaces mental anesthetics for credits I'd be sleepin' in the back of the class When the bullshit we'd be learnin' wasn't comin' too fast There wuz always one teacher who was peepin' the flesh Eyes be all up on my chest Yo keep yo eyes on my test That's ill yo - I call u Mr. (grubby grubby) (acappella) Rock the toupee that's called the ruggy ruggy Time don't change the way I feel Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and Time's got so much to reveal No time to wonder Why we crumble in our fears In my locker had pictures of my cousins my moms Didn't know nuthin' bout computers Now I gots my dot. coms In a bizness where the rats've got control of the race I keeps my eyes on my papes I useta never use the breaks Like autographs up in the yearbook w the old cliches - hey yo Keep in touch this summer Yo the call never came Ya things'll be the same' C'mon they never be the same Now we all up in the highway goin' separate ways (bridge) And if my train falls off the track Tarsha Vega spring forward yo I don't fall back Original not wack watch me jet to Mars Put me shuttle to the medal when I chill with the stars Hey kids u best ta learn to make the most of yo trip Next you're workin' for the man Me I'm workin' for hits Yo the years'll go by So make the most of yo days Like Ben Folds say I'm thinkin' a lot today! Time don't change the way I feel Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and Time's got so much to reveal No time to wonder Why we crumble in our fears |
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