[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
Fuck 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 them broads all stopped when I [?]
They tryna throw me in detention, in Spofford
But I prospered, unlike they intended
You had on suspenders, I was gettin' suspended
Posted up outside in my street clothes
Principals tried to keep me out the hall like Pete Rose
Gambling, popped 'em all with a six
Four bogies and malt liqs, alcoholics
Yesterday E & J, brought rum out today
Tappin' bottles like, "Warriors, come out to play"
These meddling kids was peddling mids
We sold that high grade like nerds I paid to solve a square root for me
That's why both the goon and the square root for me
But if I went back in time, I would dare
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 chill downtown on Bowery
Was either my hood, Flatbush, Harlem or the Bronx
Out of my mind, straight lunacy
Avoidin' truancy and chasin' new pussy
You see where that took me
All those years of not paying bookies and playin' hooky
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
Stick wit' it 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, packin' bones in a flask
Chaperone maricón let him in with the mask
Envisioning cocking the hammer and letting it blast
Feasible then, with cameras ain't 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, stewed pork meat
Snowing powdered sugar saying "New York's sweet"
'Til they blind-sided, high speed on a cross street
Or swipe a MetroCard down they face to the raw meat
Remember classmates, some of 'em bad apes
Hallway jooks 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 resulted in suspension
As they say
Another vay-cay, melee, and yoke up a teacher on payday
Or roll the reefer up, say "Hey!"
Then go get the Le Tigres and the lees off layaway
Stepped off then bounced
Couldn't deal on a day-to-day
Dropout boogie, repeat the steps or pave the way, okay?
Yo no se
Shalom, instructor told you, "Stay at home today"
His favorite class, got along with the Jew kids
And still cool up 'til now, is you stupid?
It's all about commerce, regardless who bomb first
More like who stay calm when the drama burst