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Leaders of the New School
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Case Of The P.T.A.
Lyricist:Bryan Higgins, James Jackson, Trevor Smith
Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, yo, yo, yo, I can't understand Why the parents and the teachers and everybody trying to o the kids The young generation yo, what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man I don't know what the deal is, you hafta ask my partna Dinco D Yo yo, tell us D, tell us D, mass confusion g, I don't know what's up Hey yo man, it's just another case of that old P.T.A., huh man
In school I wrote notes and took quotes from Shakespeare And other types of rhymes to show you that I care But things like together forever to you my only one It was special I can say it was another one
You would say someone's knocking at my window Someone's ringing my bell, ding song It's about two in the morning Hey yo G, what the Hell's going on?
It's just another case of that old P.T.A.
But never the less, here goes to show my potential And even though our love was three-dimensional One me, two you three your pops Now what am I to do
I had to transform into educated lad Going around doing chores for your dad Playing a duck, wearing sweaters and shoes Chilling with pop just listen to the blues
And talking to your mom about a love for her daughter Suggesting to me that I just oughta, watch myself, inch by inch Watch myself and use some sense, so I did, hey It didn't do a damn thing but a case to complain, so now I sing
It's just another case of that old P.T.A.
Roar, Busta Rhymes the mighty infamous Always misbehaving and mischeivous Causing aggravation I'll never pause Pushing out spit balls through plastic straws, in class
In gym, I got caught at last For ligthing up the courtyard grass Teacher, teacher, go to the flesh Busta Rhymes liked to killed the complex
Hey yo, in class, kicked it to this girl Cheryl What? The teacher try to tell me I was Pharoah No no no Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I'm not with detention no no with suspension A child's wickedy wild the Calbridge Hill styles Teach us just a knowledge to go talk to my mommy Now when she gets home, she's gonna wear out the body
I hate this relationship, the mom and teacher When she reaches home hey yo she knows that I reached ya Okay, of today I am the new school, pray Between my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo
It's just another case of that old P.T.A.
Aah, yo teachers hate me but the girls don't take me Because I'm C Brown, Class Clown Gettin' still aah, sometimes I chill yo Depending on the day and how I feel
Sometimes I leave an apple that's rotten and brown No where to be found Poll tax on sheets, five days a week Arrive in the lunchroom, I gotta get some sleep
But I didn't do it, you did it I'm suspended, you was wit' it And now it's time to pay for the crime That I never got caught like Judge Wapner, bam take on the court
A room of teachers, parents, and preachers A principal and one kid dress in sneakers Case of brown versus the board, order order Yo twelve, verse one is a slaughter
I pleaded my case, aah Face to face, aah It was a waste And everyone was in place yo
He announced me guilty you have Three hundred sixty four days Of detention to serve Some nerve
I felt this could be from pissed The head of the board said 'Case dismissed' As I walk out the room I hear them say Aah, yeah yeah yeah
It's just another case of that old P.T.A.
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