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letra de i.b. english 3 - jt the iriginal

[intro]:

man ya got me enrolled in ya advanced cl-ss that ya call i.b. english 3, and it’s nonsense
i won’t read the books, i won’t write the essays, i won’t take the tests
i just got one thing to say

[verse 1]:

well allow me to make my claim
ya motha f-ckin’ cl-ss is lame and you’re the only one to blame
and when it’s all over i’ll never be the same
i’ll be ruined with this literary shame
everyday it’s fifty-five minutes of h-ll
i’m sittin’ in my desk just waiting for the bell
your cl-ss is nothing but trauma
and maybe that’s because you also teach drama
and all this work that you give us is off the chart
if it were up to me i would never take part
because the only thing i gotta say is f-ck your cl-ss
whether i fail or i p-ss
the time goes by slow but i wish it went fast
and you ask us to compare and contrast
between realism and romance
you say i can do it but i tell you i can’t
and f-ck school house rock
when we watch that sh-t i’m just staring at the clock
and when we read greek tragedies
i write the essay and you ask me for my strategy
when i’m in your cl-ss it feels like you’ve fastened me
to this desk because this cl-ss is just har-ssing me
and you can expel me or put me in juvenile hall
i really don’t care at all
you can put me in jail or even in prison
you can even put me in san quentin
and have me on the motha f-ckin’ death row
but i guarantee you still won’t know
how much i really hate this cl-ss of yours
it’s been too long i can’t take any more
it’s just bad for my health
so that book you -ssigned me you can put right back on the shelf

[interlude]:

that’s how it is man, i won’t tolerate your cl-ss
ya mad as h-ll but i don’t give a sh-t, nope
i won’t listen to ya lectures, i won’t -n-lyse books, i don’t even read books
i don’t even read

[verse 2]:

why is it so d-mn bad
maybe because of the pop quizzes and the vocab
metaphors, similes, and hyperboles
tell me who do you know has ever even heard of these
ya cl-ss is nothing but bullsh-t
i gotta quit cause i’m through with it
ya know just what’s wrong
ya god d-mn cl-ss is not where i belong
so if you’re hearin’ this i know you’ll probably hate it
but i hope you can at least appreciate it
and understand that i’m so aggravated
my time has been wasted and ya content is outdated
when is it gonna be done
’cause i didn’t have a good run and i’m havin’ no fun
i really don’t believe i need this knowledge
maybe i don’t even want to go to college
and you make us read and write about poetry
but a poet is not what i hope to be
so tell me what’s the god d-mn purpose
it’s just worthless, tell me how did i deserve this
this cl-ss is terrible and if i could i would stop it
every minute i’m checkin’ the time on my phone in my pocket
so use your logic, is this cl-ss really necessary
’cause i’d rather be lyin’ in a cemetery
and all this sh-t i’m sayin’ is coming from my heart
i’ve been sufferin’ in this cl-ss from the very start
well i think by now i’ve made my point quite clear
you won’t be seeing me here next year
so after all this i hope that you can finally see
that in your cl-ss i don’t give an s-h-i-t
and i’m not gonna meet your requirements
because the only requirement is your retirement

[outro]:

ya know that sh-t man, all this obscurity, it’s god d-mn nonsense, meaningless
metaphors, hyperboles, motifs, paradoxes, f-ck all of it
i won’t annotate novels, and i d-mn well won’t partic-p-te in the oral commentary
and f-ck a nathaniel hawth-rne book

- jt the iriginal

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