RapVerse.com Community - [Joys of Lessons.]

The rejection of affection gives mind septic care
Sitting there, in my seat like it's an electric chair
*without the buzz*
Metric share of knoweledge, now i've met tricks
Declared im not going to college, These wet lips
Of my mum, had begun, from my bad behaviour
'It doesn't do you any favours' I ain't no slaver!
Don't make this major, Im not sure, I may enjure
The days obscure when I cant even gaze a bore
Every raindrop hits the same spot
Then Cue the Eyes as my IQ drops
I could get good grades but the ' should ' fades
But the thing is, about this, is im not stood grey
Skils pervade, Like Sliks in wet weathered race
Hex bettered race, The teachers words emerge
Together, Then I think it'll be like my fan letters
There mumbo jumbo, I'm big 'ere like i'm dumbo
Face it, Its basic, I'm gobstopping like gumbo'lls
Dumb hauls, From my teachers giving up on me
In everyones else's eyes, My skills show subtly
Contrasting A-Literate, Shone, through rhymes
My words are my life, Now you see a split mind
That will turn out fine like a Penalty, I tee-a-pen
Like tiger woods, Flippin' plays does minor good
My lessons are still boring, hearing teachers say
'You've less son than a dying hobo' Homos gay
Concludin' that your straight if your a gay Homo
Lord of the rings are rich!? b'cos they fro' dough

Joys of lessons are that,
Stupid questions are expressin'
And you can think of rap,
While your question' in messins