Translation: Ohio State College. College Fight Song.
[Kanye West] Yeah, yeah I used to front when I write songs Talk about havin ice on, and I could barely keep my lights on And my beats was so sick, I shoulda
[Verse 1: Kanye West] Yeah, yeah - I used to front when I write songs Talk about havin' ice on, and I could barely keep my lights on And my beats was
songs I can wear checkered pants and never smile Whatever's cool for your radio dial Toby fell in love with a college {The borish, bumbling buffoons
it's blood that it seeks, that's where we begin our story! The Cat with 2 Heads, Whoa, the Cat with 2 Heads! College brough education, to this privileged
what you must do, but this ain't the place for you You got no right but if you start a fight We'll be rockin' your head but with our fists instead I'll fight
you must do but this ain't the place for you You got no right but if you start a fight We'll be rocking your head but with our fists instead I'll fight
One type of song that has come into increasing prominence in recent months is the folk-song of protest. you have to admire people who sing these songs
, by keepin' y'all sayin' I'm fly Right, right? (True) Word bond man, really tho' I never mess with silly hoes, just chicks with brains At your local college
E. Lee Are makin' love with a little help from STP Their women on the porches, comparin' alibis Greasy eggs and bacon Bumper stickers aimed to start a fight
years old Instead of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang about me Why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree? Or write a rhyme
teached me to live by their rules So I wouldn't be nobody's fool I found out, not too long Their rules wouldn't let me sing my song I know in order
let me out My homeys said I was stupid for even joining My counselor said that my decision was disappointing How she had good slate for good state colleges
your money clip Joe Beats you to death with the shit end of his ugly stick Fighting drama queens in the white college scene Wiping pockets clean when
Knowledge, woah, remove the frustration Building a new way for the foundation To the college, provide all His accommodations Thanks for all your achievements You made me strong, I sing my song
in the mix Of everyday in every way but the right I control the substance my people fiend for at night Lord knows I do wrong, sound like the same old song
and jaded with guns in their hands They were fighting for freedom and just what is that? Bills to the banks and food for the kids Money for college but
I hope you listening And we mob thru you, we all miss him, and mommy say hey She feed the babies, Johnny J still crazy as hell Takin' your class in college
