Post by YaDhAn on Apr 14, 2004 15:57:36 GMT -5
Here's a flow about students who... well, u'll get the idea 
enjoy
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Fingers cramped; callous formed; fun left to rot
Chair leaned back, he’s moving through his thoughts
He can’t stop to rhapsodize, he’s simply just lost
He chose school over life and here’s the cost
Where’s his social life; Battle Life’s thrown and tossed
None of that has happened since school was his boss
Stress sprouts off his face like crimson moss
Sit back and listen ‘til I get this flow across
He tells himself, “school’s one crappy pest”
It’s just too much; he can’t meet those requests
Heads to insanity, he can’t cope unless
This honor student gets this weight off his chest
There’s not much to help; his head’s set down
Swimming through his work, down the waters he’s drowned
12 o clock, 2 o clock… it ticks round
He thinks it’s ok; he has the facts tight bound
He wants to get out, stuck since school was crowned
But not his friends nor his teachers he can astound
He wants out with the chains – “wait! just one more noun”
But it’s too late – he’s just a James Logan Hound
He holds his head, the man gets ready to confess
Life’s stuck in mounds of work and piles of tests
All that vocab; he’s just got to get through the rest
He’s stuck in school, but he’ll try his best
He tells himself, “school’s one crappy pest”
It’s just too much; he can’t meet those requests
Heads to insanity, he can’t cope unless
This honor student gets this off his chest
He’s down on his desk; James Logan’s his bed,
“Get up!” too late Ms.; his head’s like lead
“Why were you sleeping?” he’s caught and should’a fled
“Sorry; I’ll be fine” he’ll lie until brain dead
But he’s still at home, stuck on caffeine and meds
And he slumps on the table; his health’s starting to shed
Still on his homework, it’s been 50 chapters he’s read
Procrastinating no relaxinating; cram all this instead
He tells himself, “school’s one crappy pest”
It’s just too much; he can’t meet those requests
Heads to insanity, he can’t cope unless
This honor student gets this off his chest
enjoyRead the flow with the following beat: www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=1057552&q=Lo Start to read it aloud at about... 21 seconds into the beat?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fingers cramped; callous formed; fun left to rot
Chair leaned back, he’s moving through his thoughts
He can’t stop to rhapsodize, he’s simply just lost
He chose school over life and here’s the cost
Where’s his social life; Battle Life’s thrown and tossed
None of that has happened since school was his boss
Stress sprouts off his face like crimson moss
Sit back and listen ‘til I get this flow across
He tells himself, “school’s one crappy pest”
It’s just too much; he can’t meet those requests
Heads to insanity, he can’t cope unless
This honor student gets this weight off his chest
There’s not much to help; his head’s set down
Swimming through his work, down the waters he’s drowned
12 o clock, 2 o clock… it ticks round
He thinks it’s ok; he has the facts tight bound
He wants to get out, stuck since school was crowned
But not his friends nor his teachers he can astound
He wants out with the chains – “wait! just one more noun”
But it’s too late – he’s just a James Logan Hound
He holds his head, the man gets ready to confess
Life’s stuck in mounds of work and piles of tests
All that vocab; he’s just got to get through the rest
He’s stuck in school, but he’ll try his best
He tells himself, “school’s one crappy pest”
It’s just too much; he can’t meet those requests
Heads to insanity, he can’t cope unless
This honor student gets this off his chest
He’s down on his desk; James Logan’s his bed,
“Get up!” too late Ms.; his head’s like lead
“Why were you sleeping?” he’s caught and should’a fled
“Sorry; I’ll be fine” he’ll lie until brain dead
But he’s still at home, stuck on caffeine and meds
And he slumps on the table; his health’s starting to shed
Still on his homework, it’s been 50 chapters he’s read
Procrastinating no relaxinating; cram all this instead
He tells himself, “school’s one crappy pest”
It’s just too much; he can’t meet those requests
Heads to insanity, he can’t cope unless
This honor student gets this off his chest
