| Lyrics: | Yo.. this is kinda slow
But I know the Jeeps gon' be pumpin it
But this is, this is one
subject, that nobody don't know about
[Verse One]
Check him out, check him out, check
him out, check him out
With the beat I'm gonna rock the house
When you hear my golden voice,
you know it's me
The poetical, energetical rap MC
Well that's not the subject matter of to
be cool
I'm just tellin you girls and fly kids, stay in school
I always reminisce when I was
in class well
But you feel like a simpletone when you get expelled
Or, even if you have a
couple of days in detention
It's just as good as one bad suspension
So when you're grown up,
you'll say the same thing
to your kids, be in class before the bell ring
But you know, kids
is kids
To them high school is like a three year bid
I'm not gonna tell a lie, I used to cut
class
Until the principal straight got in my ass
He said, "Biz the only way you're gonna get
a BM
is to get your education instead of hangin with him"
So I got my head together, and
chilled the hell out
And now all the break-breakers says is check him
out
[Chorus]
Check him out, check him out, check him out, check him out
With the
beat I'm gonna rock the house
Check him out, check him out, check him out, check him
out
With the beat I'm gonna rock the house! {*echoes*}
[Verse Two]
Now this is the
second part of this lesson
I'm sayin it this way cause it's my profession
You don't have to
go to high school to be an MC
But you got to know the value and means, of money
Cause a lot
of parents, they are taxpayers
So it's real stupid, when you disobey a
principal, vice
principal or even a teacher
Cause when you do that, you know y |
