Chords for Pro Era - School High (Joey Bada$$, Dyemond Lewis, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution) (Official Video)

All right, you little pricks, you know the routine especially you tough guys mr.
Shapiro's detention not the normal shit
detention
Okay, that's a bullseye fuck with [Bm] the bull you get [D#] the horn son
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_ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ Blazing [F#] that's plays that is [D#] the question first day [C#m] of school later [F#] at the
suspension
Shit, my principal [D#] the hater man, cuz I'm a great debater and my principles to greater zombie hater catch me later
No [F#] need to be [D#] loud it obnoxious noted [C#m] out in my [F#] pocket saying it [D#] out
But I watched it open up my [F#] mind and my time was so my conscious block this [G#] topic
So drop it drop it.
I'm gonna make my [F#] way to [C#] first class gotta keep [C#m] it blood though
[F#] I [F] always pass the honeys in the hallway [F#] pass.
They all got class [G#] so they get high grades
[D#] Gasp got it in the [F#] bag something [D#] serious.
No, it's gone [C#m] last nigga [F#] fucking a
We smoking every ounce till we permanently [D#] deliver you sorry Jesus.
We're free for I can't take this serious
Yeah, I went to high school.
[F#] I was [C#] just
Yeah, I went to [C#m] high school.
[F#] I was just yeah, I went to high school, but I would go on nigga
_ _ [D#] Yeah, I went to high school.
[F#] I was [D#] just
Yeah, I went to [C#m] high school [F#] I was yeah, I went to high school, but I was
_ My fire burning no fire [D#] burning.
We see nothing.
We're open [F#] eyes.
I'm [D#] smoking lies
I [C#m] vocalize just to close [F#] these riffs deep [D#] broken ties.
Oh my he's over the skies
I'm so [F#] I feel like he's in his mind on blow my H I G H T a [D#] few great
Feel like I'm living that dream state [F#] your purpose.
[D#] Are you a blessing a curse curse [C#m] these demons?
I spit [F#] like furnace to walk [D#] them off.
I walk this surface [C#m] alone long walk to the slacker.
Yeah, Dom Lewis
Yeah, he [G#] packer quite a punch when he's rappers.
Don't shit and try to act up [F#] master
Do this [C#] greasy slack it on hop on [C#m] tracks unless I [F#] feel like they need me see I need her money be easy
But there before and temptation constantly tease me back in my real [D#] classrooms.
I got brain to get past school
See [F#] I went to [D#] school high who's in the [C#] morning to get me [F#] to where I'm [D#] going
Now the air recoup I've been we chop it [F#] up while we [D#] turn what up
_ _ _ Yeah, I went to high school [F#] I was just [D#] go ah yeah, I went to [C#m] high school
[F#] I was just [D#] yeah, I went to high school, but [F#] I would just do I nigga
_ _ _ Yeah, I went to high school [G#] I would
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_ _ _ [D#] as I asked Joe in the [F#] hallways of Brooklyn [D#] College and now what image [C#m] of a pot [F#] head
That's just [D#] about a blow when he hit the [F#] microphone and you gotta hear the rhymes
It's not I lost in a sauce and pasta my green thumb touch the lead beyond the [D#] cigarello
Put me in a coma for [C#] days
[F#] As a sleeping [D#] willa, I was never blind, my nigga
I pin [F#] opened the window, [C#] too much smoke whipping here
Like willow, mine is still on the [D#] pillow
Shit, god damn
[F#] Just to [C#] think, hot 97 [C#m] and there's still [F#] roaches on in my sink
As the clock ticked, too much hours I'll be in glorious pink
And I was [D#] aware, my nigga, that's what I fucking did
We on the same page just [F#] to get a head [D#] in
And now I got my head [C#m] in, and now [F#] I'm just a head in
I never came in second, steady cat and my [D#] blessings, nigga
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ Served up with this herb [F#] that keep me [D#] turbulent
Curve a chick when [C#m] I see this teacher [F#] who observing him
Mama bickering about my aim time
Said if I keep my grades high, then I'm living safely
So I take five years to build a family, 905 is the grind
[Fm] I'm tryna eat, man it's always [C#m] lunchtime [F#] when I rhyme
Mustard cheese, bacon on a roll and then my mind is out to think
But I'm in this damn seat [A#] with the teacher watching
I hear the speaker bopping, I [F#] think that they have [C#] found my thriller
In this locker, [C#m] now they calling [F#] up my mama
[D#] And my girl outside my motherfucking class [F#] with the drama
[C#] Like, Jessie, I know you got a lot of things to do
But I wanna see you frequently and I don't [F#] really do
[D#] Like, only me and you, [C#m] bitch I'm with my [F#] fucking crew
Do what I'ma fucking do, fuck a class and some loose [C#] leaf
Someone pass the doobie and I'm out, life is but a movie
Yeah I went to high school, [F#] I went to school [D#] high
Yeah I went to high [C#m] school, I [F#] went to school high
Yeah I went to high school, but I went to school [D#] high, nigga
_ _ Yeah I went to high school, I [F#] went to school [D#] high
Yeah I went to high [C#m] school
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_ _ _ _ [D#] Imagine you look prick, [F#] I'll be taking this
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