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Teachers Let Me Be


To the male teachers, let me be

Don't call on me, don'tbother me

Leave me alone, go to Hell

Shut-up, dis ain't Twitter, don't follow me

 

To the female teachers, to the Ms's (Misses)

I ain't listen'in, back-up, no hugs, no kisses

No red apples, straight disses

Ain't going to class, I missed it

School's a joke, but I'm lying

I ain't mean it, I love school, I need it

Re-read it, re-tweet it

Once again, I ain't mean it

I LOVE SCHOOL, I NEED IT

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<p>...no red apples, straight disses</p>

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