The old school is better than the new school
Acid drop from the roof
Now caught dead on the ground
Than she comes falling to me
I would like to hangout with you
I think you got class
I would like to hangout with you your a gas
But I don't want to be your friend
Wanna be your friend
Inner city pressure gone to my head
But your near I don't care
racing towards the park I fantasize what she said
I would like to hangout with you
I think you got class
I would like to hangout with you your a gas
But I don't want to be your friend
Wanna be your friend
Come with me after school
We'll have the time of our lives
Befor were older there is not much time
Not worth to watch life fly by
While everyone sits around and gets high
Watching all the time go by
Birth sign: Cancer
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