Land of the Kings - Funky DL

Verse One //

Yo', I was a class clown, school joker, teasing Miss Stoker /

in registration, cards lined up like its poker /

thirty minutes is over, first lesson of the day has started /

some pupils chill at the back acting retarded /

I was much more than able,

but soon the teachers labelled me

«the student that’s responsible for banging on the table» /

tried to take my skills further, made some joints you never heard a',

with the same Strappa Treese mentioned in Klashnekoff’s «Murder» /

it’s lunchtime, I grab a burger from the women that would serve ya' /

I was a keen observer of the honest and the purgers /

some of my lessons had my textbook straight wordless /

history was like punishment, I felt «I don’t deserve this» /

I wont die trying it, I guess I wasn’t Curtis /

and no I wasn’t nervous, it just didn’t serve a purpose /

this isn’t criticism of the education service (echo)

(scratching) Come follow we on this journey / Kickin' it in the back of the

school

Verse Two //

Yo', my year group had nearly two hundred students /

some of them were so stupid and some of them were so prudent /

and nobody was famous but neither was someone nameless

and mos def, no one was blameless /

so kids just like Mark Defraitas were accused of the latest /

like dissin' somebody’s trainers /

and that could cause a fight in a place that we call «Las' Vegas» /

in the street now, punks jump up to get beat down /

would you believe there was referee for each round?

/

And that was like an everyday thing /

where your reputation stood on whether you could really win /

I was the opposite of Michael, weren’t no lover, was a fighter /

so in school I got my tooth chipped in a brawl with Leon Tyghter /

Derek would spark a lighter and if he permits /

he’d let you join a conversation bout' who had the biggest tits /

and that included the teachers, some gave up on trying to reach us /

looking down on some students like we some pitiful creatures but we kings

Verse Three //

I had a lot of respect for Chris Wilson, Steve Gallagher /

the two teachers who understood my calibre /

my timetable calendar, I wish it would start with my favourite lessons,

that’s music and drama and art /

I’m so creative, that’s why I did my best and I thought hard /

so I could get an A at the top of my report card /

yeah I was kind of smart but never nerdy /

I would love to tell you more but now the time is three thirty so I’m out…

we kings (echo)