Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Stealin and Rhymin: "It's Hard Out Here For a Student" (Parody of "Hard Out Here For a Pimp" by Three 6 Mafia)

I could not sleep last night. Perhaps I had too much Coca-Cola and too many cookies, but it may have fueled my strange inspiration to re-write the song. I hope it inspires you all in your next blog entries. Enjoy!

[Chorus]
You know it's hard out here for a student (you ain't knowin)
When he tryin to get this grade for Doug Branch (you ain't knowin)
For the Enrollment and class money spent (you ain't knowin)
Because a whole lot of students talkin it (you ain't knowin)

You know it's hard out here for a student (you ain't knowin)
When he tryin to get this grade for Doug Branch (you ain't knowin)
For the Enrollment and class money spent (you ain't knowin)
Will have a whole lot of students jumpin ship (you ain't knowin)

[Verse 1]
In my eyes I done studied some crazy thangs in the class
Gotta couple papers in works on the changes ta pass
But I gotta keep my brain prepared like Einstein on MC^2
Students cheatin on a test don't know no better, I know they ain't scared
Done seen students expelled, done seen students fail
Done seen some students workin on their coffins with the nails
School n studyins how I live, but that's just how it is
It might be new to you, but that's every freshman year
It's blood sweat and tears when it come down to the grade
I'm tryin to get rich, so I can pay financial aid
I'm tryin to keep the A's, but it's hard fo' a student
But I'm prayin and I'm hopin to God grades don't slip, yeah
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Man it seems like I'm writin for Doug Branch everyday
Students hatin on me cause I down with PTK
But I gotta keep up grades, gotta stay above water
If I don't keep up with my A's, that's when school gets harder
Southwest where I'm from, I'm graduation bound
Where people all the time successful in the jobs they done found
Man Honors Academy think we prove thangs, leave a big head
We cold workin every night, so our grades don't end up bein dead
Wait I taken inquiry, and honors English comp II
I bust out the work for the papers that are due
That's the way ta keep 4.0's, gotta keep em strictly A's
Gotta keep my pencil tight, makin no changes to these grades, yeah
[Chorus]

5 comments:

  1. Dude i gotta say it, you are ready for the big time. Just as we talked about it last night i think you did a clever job with the lyrics and song. When a person sits down and tries to find lyrics that rhyme it takes time and effort. I liked the verses and look forward to working with you on a collaboration, we can call ourselves the "Academy"!LOL

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  2. I now know my problem with the blog....I loose stuff because I am not signed in. I often have had trouble with notes left in "draft-mode," now I know!! This learning comes with our youngest, my niece Jessi, loving your parody. She has emailed it, printed it, and copied her own thoughts into the weave! She thinks this blog is 'neat, the cat's meow!' I love your take on this, and I'm loving her reaction. You are a talented young man and I'm lucky to have met you and your wife. I admire you....rene

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  3. Ilose stuff....not that I don't also loose-stuff!

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  4. Thank you, Irene. I am glad Jesse likes it. I am happy to know you also. I hope you get the blog issues straightened out.

    Absalom, let's start mixing the beats and scribbling the lyrics. Yeah!

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  5. Oh, and scratchin' the vinyl. :)

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