A.P. by Charlie Curtis-Beard Lyrics
A.P
[Intro: Key and Peele sketch]
Listen up y'all
I'm y'all substitute teacher Mr. Garvey
I taught school for 20 years in the inner city
So don't even think about messing with me!
Y'all feel me?
[Charlie]
Duh dun na na
Na na na
Duh na na nuh nuh nuh
Duh na na na
Duh dun na na
Na na na
Duh na na nuh nuh nuh
Duh dna na na
[Verse 1]
Welcome to basics
It's Advanced disPlacement
While teachers test my patience
I'm on my way to graduation
I make it
I'm Childish
Rap, write, sing so Childish
My mind's almost out of milage
Battery
VROOM VROOM
CHARGE CHARGE
Exilement
You see me walking the plank
Take a swim before we sank
Say praise the lord to the saints
Sweater vest to bro tanks
And give thanks
Swim with sharks
Shoot on stars
Dream with every animal on Noah's Ark
And take heart...
On your mark
And I'm out!
Outlasted and Outcasted by cowards in a cast of pretentious
Did I not mention I'm not on honorable mention
Believe in fiction
Don't cuss
Don't believe in luck
No kiss-up or punk-fake rapper
So I'm different?
I must be new to this!
[Hook]
Now If you're in a displacement, sick of looking at fake faces
Put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If you're higher than your G.P.A and feel no escape then you
Put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
Punching cliques, punching times, punching dudes
With their hands on their dicks
You put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If you're sick of it, sick of it hold up and take a minute
To put you're hands up, hands up, hands up
(Take Time)
[Verse 2]
These words are more than a feeling
It's true to me
Listen to a heart made symphony
Listen to my mind playing tricks on me
Listen to a love for a generation
It's amazing
It's so basic
I can feel it in my heartbeat
I can feel it when my heart beats
I can feel it when I have epiphanies
I'm listening
I wish I were a special thing
Write down my equalities
No apology?
No follow me?
No prodigy?
No loving me?
Displaced can't get away
In a dead end, in a space
No personality?
No fantasy?
Just reality?
Welcome to Advanced disPlacement
Where kids test my patience
On my way to better places
I don't think I'll freaking make it
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
To dreams of nothing
Want to be something
I must be new to this
[Hook]
Now if you're feeling less than nothing but you wanna be something
Then you put you're hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If all you do in your free-time is wish for something better than this
You put your hands up, hands up, hands up
I got it, you got it, we got it, we can do this
You put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If you're sick of it, sick of it hold up and take a minute
To put you're hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
[Outro]
If you feel good
Put your hands up
Woahkay woahkay woahkay
Woahkay woahkay woahkay
Woahkay!
[Intro: Key and Peele sketch]
Listen up y'all
I'm y'all substitute teacher Mr. Garvey
I taught school for 20 years in the inner city
So don't even think about messing with me!
Y'all feel me?
[Charlie]
Duh dun na na
Na na na
Duh na na nuh nuh nuh
Duh na na na
Duh dun na na
Na na na
Duh na na nuh nuh nuh
Duh dna na na
[Verse 1]
Welcome to basics
It's Advanced disPlacement
While teachers test my patience
I'm on my way to graduation
I make it
I'm Childish
Rap, write, sing so Childish
My mind's almost out of milage
Battery
VROOM VROOM
CHARGE CHARGE
Exilement
You see me walking the plank
Take a swim before we sank
Say praise the lord to the saints
Sweater vest to bro tanks
And give thanks
Swim with sharks
Shoot on stars
Dream with every animal on Noah's Ark
And take heart...
On your mark
And I'm out!
Outlasted and Outcasted by cowards in a cast of pretentious
Did I not mention I'm not on honorable mention
Believe in fiction
Don't cuss
Don't believe in luck
No kiss-up or punk-fake rapper
So I'm different?
I must be new to this!
[Hook]
Now If you're in a displacement, sick of looking at fake faces
Put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If you're higher than your G.P.A and feel no escape then you
Put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
Punching cliques, punching times, punching dudes
With their hands on their dicks
You put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If you're sick of it, sick of it hold up and take a minute
To put you're hands up, hands up, hands up
(Take Time)
[Verse 2]
These words are more than a feeling
It's true to me
Listen to a heart made symphony
Listen to my mind playing tricks on me
Listen to a love for a generation
It's amazing
It's so basic
I can feel it in my heartbeat
I can feel it when my heart beats
I can feel it when I have epiphanies
I'm listening
I wish I were a special thing
Write down my equalities
No apology?
No follow me?
No prodigy?
No loving me?
Displaced can't get away
In a dead end, in a space
No personality?
No fantasy?
Just reality?
Welcome to Advanced disPlacement
Where kids test my patience
On my way to better places
I don't think I'll freaking make it
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
To dreams of nothing
Want to be something
I must be new to this
[Hook]
Now if you're feeling less than nothing but you wanna be something
Then you put you're hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If all you do in your free-time is wish for something better than this
You put your hands up, hands up, hands up
I got it, you got it, we got it, we can do this
You put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
If you're sick of it, sick of it hold up and take a minute
To put you're hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
[Outro]
If you feel good
Put your hands up
Woahkay woahkay woahkay
Woahkay woahkay woahkay
Woahkay!