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letra de dropout boogie (ft. mf doom) - your old droog

[intro]
you’re going to school?
don’t wanna miss that blood
go on and get that honky education
you might be big someday, president
f-ck school!

[verse 1: your old droog]
go to school, go to school, dropped out when i heard that
too busy tryna figure out where the birds at
and the broads all stopped when i [?]
they tryna throw me in detention [?]
[?] prosper the life they intended
he had on suspenders i was gettin’ suspended
posted up outside in my street clothes
princ-p-ls tried to keep me out the hall like pete rose
gambling popped them all with a [?]
rollies and [?] alcoholics
yesterday e & j, brought rum out today
tappin’ bottles like warriors, come out to play
these meddling kids was peddling mids
we sold the high grade like nerds
i paid to solve a square root for me
that’s why i [?]
but if i went back in time i was there
be that geek sittin’ front the class doing his homework
preppin’ to be somebody in life
instead of roaming the streets with my mom’s kitchen knife
she didn’t even buy it when i told it
like “we bought the whole set from ikea, i know you stole it”
snuck around real cowardly
took a metro to go uptown to cop sour d
never [?] downtown [?]
was either my hood, flatbush, harlem or the bronx
out of my mind, straight lunacy
avoided truancy and chasing new p-ssy
you see where that took me
all those years [?] and playin’ hookie
never danced at the prom
i did the dropout boogie
[bridge]
i don’t wanna listen, i don’t believe in this kinda system
and let me tell ya i’m 20 years old
and i know a lot, understand?
for my age i know a lot
and where did i learn it? in the streets
because the school couldn’t do nothing for me
[?] baby, some day you might be king

[verse 2: mf doom]
remained true to the task
got bad grades still stayed doing the math
prom night pack [?] in a flask
chaperone, [?] let him in with the mask
envisioning c-cking the hammer and letting it blast
[?] cameras [?] gettin’ a pass
and that’s trash
deserve worse for late night meddlin’
villain irate still be quite the gentleman
the off-beat’s two left hooks, [?]
snowing powdered sugar saying “new york’s sweet”
’til they blind-sided, high speed on a cross street
[?]
remember classmates, some of them bad apes
hallway jokes to bathroom gang-rapes
property deface ass bet dice games for mad papes
windows shatter, just blame the brown dude when the glass breaks
and thank the public school system for providing new landscapes
deficit in attention, honorable mention for detention
actions, foul language, words and unleashed tensions
often probably resulting in suspension
as they say
another vay-cay, ‘mile, [?] payday
or roll the reefa up, say “hey!”
then go get the [?] off lay-away
stepped off then bounced
couldn’t deal on the day to day
dropout boogie, repeat the steps or pave the way, okay?
yo no se
shalom, instructor told you “stay at home today”
[?] class got along with the jew kids
and still cool up ’til now, is you stupid?
it’s all about karma regardless who bomb first
more like who stay calm when the drama burst

- your old droog

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