Schoolyard - KnowMads

7:30 in the morning alarm clock start singing

Better be important why my phone keep ringing

Had this dream last night bout a Grammy we was winning

Yup it’s time to go and get it, so I’ll be there in a minute

Plus you know I had da vision so I guess it’s bout time

I’ma take em back to school gon and meet me outside

Let me the burn CD, kill the Wheaties, son hol' up

Yeah I be getting cheefy hope the PD don’t roll up

Used to push a beater where the windows wouldn’t roll up

Now we finna blow up so I wrote a dope verse

Once we top charts bet they feelings gon hurt

I ain’t worried bout dem marks, son I did my homework

Now they all wanna copy, so I tell em no sir

Back in ‘07 I was skipping those lessons

I was too ill so I made it my profession

Yeah now they got hands up, ain’t no question

Bag of Kush and this bag of books

Yeah we gon sell a million records or it’s back to these joogs

Homie I’ma bridge the gap on these tracks understood

Still it’s all good hall pass through these hoods like

Thursday couldn’t focus enough, who they talking bout

Word they ain’t doper than us

I was spitting that game they were soaking it up

Yeah I was pitching that flame they were smoking it tough

I hit my drug counselor said I got a ounce for ya

Loud Cali skunk in the trunk, I make it bounce for ya

Used to sip Jameson, back of the gymnasium

Packing out stadiums way before the games begun

Out in the 213 you know the crew run deep

I got the truth on deck, I put the coupe on lease

Tryna do some' right, but stuck with two left feet

I got the juice like Pac, I throw the deuce like peace

Break down science, make that math

Spit those lines, take you all around the map

Homie study that game, go on and toss that trash

Seem like in the new school, everybody get a pass

We gon take em back to classics, sound like quest

We the freshest in the game, nothing more nothing less

Yeah punkass dudes think they crew’s hard I tell em what the rules are

And if they got a problem, we could take it to the schoolyard

Always had a dream, had a dream to get it

Different day, different rhyme, different beats per minute

Lotta styles been born off what we invented

Love and leave you wanting more cause I’m deeper in it

Told em one day you gon watch us from the bleachers

Did it on our own their ain’t nothing you could teach us

You could always tell the kids would be somebody

It’s a party baby girl look what we done started ayy

Good Friday pushing on the highway

We just tryna kick it, why you looking at me sideways

To’ed up rocking shows who could know what that’ll pay

I was in the studio working on Saturdayzed

Used to say who got bars let me hear some

Blacktop, boombox to your eardrum

13 wasn’t selling that ‘cane yet

Laying down tracks burnt down off a Train-wreck

Y’all be in that slow class, we ain’t got no time for that

‘Fore you heard them KnowMads, they ain’t play this kind of rap

Snakes get they shine snatched, you won’t get that diamond back

Shake em out the tall grass, y’all know where to find us at

Y’all be in that slow class, we ain’t got no time for that

‘Fore you heard them KnowMads, they ain’t play this kind of rap

Snakes get they shine snatched, you won’t get that diamond back

Shake em out the tall grass, y’all know where to find us at

Break down science, make that math

Spit those lines, take you all around the map

Homie study that game, go on and toss that trash

Seem like in the new school, everybody get a pass

We gon take em back to classics, sound like quest

We the freshest in the game, nothing more nothing less

Yeah punk ass dudes think they crews hard I tell em what the rules are

And if they got a problem, we could take it to the schoolyard