Hilroy - Back to School

I call myself Hilroy, 'cause I like to get back to school
Silly allergies with big fall jackets, cool
Killin' calories, back of the cafeteria
Yo who be that boy in the zoot suit?
I call myself Hilroy, 'cause I like to get back to school
Silly allergies with big fall jackets, cool
Killin' calories, back of the cafeteria
Yo who be that boy in the zoot suit?
Hi Mrs. K, could you please send Hilroy to the office immediately please
He's in some pretty deep shit
Listen! I've gotta go but meet me after school
I'll be waitin' by the back 'round two, k?
Got it Hil!
The boy's so fair have fun with it
Third grade tee with the long sleeve under it
Each day Mrs. Ford was reading us the Chronicles
But honestly, I'd swap it for the chronic yo
Only Eminem I knew was milk chocky
And 50 Cent was just a lil' change in the pocky
Headphones don't copy though
The same kid with the loud audio
Lame Mrs. K probably gone, bitch adios
The same kid with the loud audio
Lame Mrs. K probably gone, bitch adios
The same kid, same kid with the loud audio
Same kid, same kid with the loud, same kid with the loud
Same kid with the loud audio
I gotta show the beauties that I'm boutta go beast mode
Screen all the cheat codes, make three free throws
And on the hardwood I'm Mr. Mr. Home Depot
But that's just for fun though, ayo but don't be stupid
If it's 1 v 1 I'll still hoop ya
8th grade, school team, guardin' point harder than an arrowhead
Was breaking kids ankles 'til their marrow bled
Call myself Hilroy, 'cause I like to get back to school
Silly allergies with big fall jackets, cool
Killin' calories, back of the cafeteria
Yo who be that boy in the zoot suit
Call myself Hilroy, 'cause I like to get back to school
Silly allergies with big fall jackets cool
Killin' calories, back of the cafeteria
Yo who be that boy in the zoot suit
Call myself Hilroy, like to get back to
Hilroy, like to get back to
Hilroy, Hilroy, who be that, who be that
Alright hit 'em!
Look, I had a spring in my step like a notebook
The first day drip Nike Shox got 'em so shook
Kicked it, Hilly played the brass right before he did physics
Boy joined the biz then ate biscuits
Picture it, Roy's on the precipice
People have selected him to stand as school president
So time to represent! But things then quickly took a turn
It's the truth, not a flex but to learn
In french class names gettin' called for attendance, I wasn't present
And like that I was impeached by my brethren
But I'm a better man and that's a true story
No regrets I ain't lookin' for the glory
Still about the come up, moves were habitual
New kid dance, I had it down like a ritual
In class pics always sat tight on the bottom row
Before I hit the top, told my friends that I've gotta go

Written by:
Reuben Gazer

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