Song | Principal's Office |
Artist | Young MC |
Album | Stone Cold Rhymin' |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dike, Ross, Young, Young M. | |
Now normally if I can help it | |
I don't spend a lot of time in the principal's office | |
What!? Nine o'clock | |
Now as I get to school, I hear the late bell ringing | |
Running through the hall, I hear the glee club singing | |
Get to the office, I can hardly speak | |
'Cause it's the third late pass that I got this week | |
So to my first class I run and don't walk | |
All I hear is my sneakers and the scratching of chalk | |
And when I get to the room, I hear the teacher say, | |
"Mr. Young, I'm happy that you could join us today" | |
I try to sit down so I can take some notes | |
But I can't read what the kid next to me wrote | |
And if that wasn't enough to make my morning complete | |
As I try to get up I find there's gum on my seat | |
And with the seat stuck to me, I raise my hand and say, | |
"Excuse me, but can I go to the bathroom, ma'am?" | |
The teacher got upset and she screamed out "No" | |
It's off to the principal's office you go | |
Twelve o'clock comes with mass hysteria | |
Everybody rushes down to the cafeteria | |
Picked up my tray to have Thursday's lunch | |
And when I tried the applesauce, I heard it crunch | |
I'm running up the stairs with a front tooth broken | |
The nurse just laughed and says, "you must be jokin'" | |
I looked up at her with a smile on my face | |
No joke 'cause my front tooth is out of place | |
So I walk through school with ice on my lip | |
A nurse's late pass like a gun on my hip | |
My books are real heavy, I walk and I'm dragging it | |
No school lunch next week, I'm brown-bagging it | |
Forget class, I'ma shoot some ball | |
With a late pass I've got no trouble at all | |
But then the nurse walks up and says, "Whaddya know? | |
It's off to the principal's office you go" | |
Recess | |
Passing notes is my favorite pastime | |
I can't wait to find a girl to pass mine to | |
To express my feelings | |
Give me a week, me and the girl will be dealin | |
Now one young lady was looking at me | |
I said, "Hi, my name is Marvin, known as Young MC" | |
But then the bell rang and the teacher came in | |
And that's when the game of passing notes will begin | |
I wrote the first note, told her she was fine | |
And I hope that the two of us could spend some time | |
She wrote me back and told me, "You're fine too, | |
I'd love to go on a date and spend some time with you" | |
So then I sat there reeling and looking at the ceiling | |
Words can't express the way that I was feeling | |
Then I thought to myself, The sure way to get her | |
is to write another note, oh yes, a love letter | |
When I finished the note it was ready to pass | |
The teacher took it and read it right in front of the class | |
She read it word by word and line by line | |
And everybody who was laughing was a friend of mine | |
Even my girl was laughing, it was too late | |
No need to write another note, 'cause there would be no date | |
The teacher looked at me and I said, "I know, | |
it's off to the principal's office I go" | |
Yo, you think this bad? | |
Wait 'til I get my report card |
zuo ci : Dike, Ross, Young, Young M. | |
Now normally if I can help it | |
I don' t spend a lot of time in the principal' s office | |
What!? Nine o' clock | |
Now as I get to school, I hear the late bell ringing | |
Running through the hall, I hear the glee club singing | |
Get to the office, I can hardly speak | |
' Cause it' s the third late pass that I got this week | |
So to my first class I run and don' t walk | |
All I hear is my sneakers and the scratching of chalk | |
And when I get to the room, I hear the teacher say, | |
" Mr. Young, I' m happy that you could join us today" | |
I try to sit down so I can take some notes | |
But I can' t read what the kid next to me wrote | |
And if that wasn' t enough to make my morning complete | |
As I try to get up I find there' s gum on my seat | |
And with the seat stuck to me, I raise my hand and say, | |
" Excuse me, but can I go to the bathroom, ma' am?" | |
The teacher got upset and she screamed out " No" | |
It' s off to the principal' s office you go | |
Twelve o' clock comes with mass hysteria | |
Everybody rushes down to the cafeteria | |
Picked up my tray to have Thursday' s lunch | |
And when I tried the applesauce, I heard it crunch | |
I' m running up the stairs with a front tooth broken | |
The nurse just laughed and says, " you must be jokin'" | |
I looked up at her with a smile on my face | |
No joke ' cause my front tooth is out of place | |
So I walk through school with ice on my lip | |
A nurse' s late pass like a gun on my hip | |
My books are real heavy, I walk and I' m dragging it | |
No school lunch next week, I' m brownbagging it | |
Forget class, I' ma shoot some ball | |
With a late pass I' ve got no trouble at all | |
But then the nurse walks up and says, " Whaddya know? | |
It' s off to the principal' s office you go" | |
Recess | |
Passing notes is my favorite pastime | |
I can' t wait to find a girl to pass mine to | |
To express my feelings | |
Give me a week, me and the girl will be dealin | |
Now one young lady was looking at me | |
I said, " Hi, my name is Marvin, known as Young MC" | |
But then the bell rang and the teacher came in | |
And that' s when the game of passing notes will begin | |
I wrote the first note, told her she was fine | |
And I hope that the two of us could spend some time | |
She wrote me back and told me, " You' re fine too, | |
I' d love to go on a date and spend some time with you" | |
So then I sat there reeling and looking at the ceiling | |
Words can' t express the way that I was feeling | |
Then I thought to myself, The sure way to get her | |
is to write another note, oh yes, a love letter | |
When I finished the note it was ready to pass | |
The teacher took it and read it right in front of the class | |
She read it word by word and line by line | |
And everybody who was laughing was a friend of mine | |
Even my girl was laughing, it was too late | |
No need to write another note, ' cause there would be no date | |
The teacher looked at me and I said, " I know, | |
it' s off to the principal' s office I go" | |
Yo, you think this bad? | |
Wait ' til I get my report card |
zuò cí : Dike, Ross, Young, Young M. | |
Now normally if I can help it | |
I don' t spend a lot of time in the principal' s office | |
What!? Nine o' clock | |
Now as I get to school, I hear the late bell ringing | |
Running through the hall, I hear the glee club singing | |
Get to the office, I can hardly speak | |
' Cause it' s the third late pass that I got this week | |
So to my first class I run and don' t walk | |
All I hear is my sneakers and the scratching of chalk | |
And when I get to the room, I hear the teacher say, | |
" Mr. Young, I' m happy that you could join us today" | |
I try to sit down so I can take some notes | |
But I can' t read what the kid next to me wrote | |
And if that wasn' t enough to make my morning complete | |
As I try to get up I find there' s gum on my seat | |
And with the seat stuck to me, I raise my hand and say, | |
" Excuse me, but can I go to the bathroom, ma' am?" | |
The teacher got upset and she screamed out " No" | |
It' s off to the principal' s office you go | |
Twelve o' clock comes with mass hysteria | |
Everybody rushes down to the cafeteria | |
Picked up my tray to have Thursday' s lunch | |
And when I tried the applesauce, I heard it crunch | |
I' m running up the stairs with a front tooth broken | |
The nurse just laughed and says, " you must be jokin'" | |
I looked up at her with a smile on my face | |
No joke ' cause my front tooth is out of place | |
So I walk through school with ice on my lip | |
A nurse' s late pass like a gun on my hip | |
My books are real heavy, I walk and I' m dragging it | |
No school lunch next week, I' m brownbagging it | |
Forget class, I' ma shoot some ball | |
With a late pass I' ve got no trouble at all | |
But then the nurse walks up and says, " Whaddya know? | |
It' s off to the principal' s office you go" | |
Recess | |
Passing notes is my favorite pastime | |
I can' t wait to find a girl to pass mine to | |
To express my feelings | |
Give me a week, me and the girl will be dealin | |
Now one young lady was looking at me | |
I said, " Hi, my name is Marvin, known as Young MC" | |
But then the bell rang and the teacher came in | |
And that' s when the game of passing notes will begin | |
I wrote the first note, told her she was fine | |
And I hope that the two of us could spend some time | |
She wrote me back and told me, " You' re fine too, | |
I' d love to go on a date and spend some time with you" | |
So then I sat there reeling and looking at the ceiling | |
Words can' t express the way that I was feeling | |
Then I thought to myself, The sure way to get her | |
is to write another note, oh yes, a love letter | |
When I finished the note it was ready to pass | |
The teacher took it and read it right in front of the class | |
She read it word by word and line by line | |
And everybody who was laughing was a friend of mine | |
Even my girl was laughing, it was too late | |
No need to write another note, ' cause there would be no date | |
The teacher looked at me and I said, " I know, | |
it' s off to the principal' s office I go" | |
Yo, you think this bad? | |
Wait ' til I get my report card |