P.o.d. - School Of Hard Knocks lyrics

rate me

we from the school, the school of hardknocks

who's ready to rock? (ready to rock)

are you ready to rock? (ready to rock)

round'n up suckaz, knock'em, knock'em out the box

Graduate at 13, the streets made me a scholar

flood the microphone, one by one, hear'em holler

the sure shoots, rock box, rhym'n on blasted beats

mics on my side, they call me Hip Hop Along Cassidy

rap'n catasrophe, but only time will tell

could we excel and rock bells like LL

made me feel I was ill, music euphoria

went to the doctor, D.O.C gave me the formula

hey young world, the world is yours

turned my whole wide world into metaphors

you kept me straight, when times got hard

so let me reminisce over you my God

I came through the door, I said it before

we pioneers, redefining hardcore

you want more MC's and DJ's

dues we pays 8 out of 7 days

in many ways, I've seen a lot go around

pound for pound from S.D to Boogie Down

we've been around, bout as round as they come

from all yes y'alls, to dum ditty dum dum

see this is philosophy, on the industry

that there ain't no other brothaz bout as bad as we

you see my squad stays on point

rock this funky joint.

can you dig it?