Alright class, we're gonna get started. Everyone, please don't take your seats, Close your textbook, Stand up, and dance to this song What do you think of when I use the word School? You might shrug your shoulders and be like, 'S cool – It's a needful but imperfect institutional tool To make the people on the planet not be absolute fools Or you might have the view that it's only half true What they teach, and that in truth it's a tool that uses you – Subject to abuse, and the subjects you take Are designed to make your mind subjects of the state ...Some say it's great tho — A-OK – And the best way to go is to go and get A's – But whether you B for it or don't C it as best Society D-mands that you go or you're F'd When we were kids We would sing this hook 'No more pencils No more books' When they made us go to school And yet in the days when the tradition began Way before the institutions and the social demand The Ancient Greek "schole" from which "school" is rendered Did not mean work you had to do, it meant LEISURE Leisure? — Yessir — Free Time? — yes! — If you had food to eat, and other needs didn't press You might read or write, if you liked — free of stress – So yes — in a sense, School meant Recess You might spend your time with a Socrates And talk thoughtfully about God and Being And contemplate concepts of cosmic things Without and obligation or college fees And speaking of ironic etymologies 'Education' from the Latin educare means To lead out from, not to sit inside — And 'study' meant passion for a task — yeah, right Now you might ask why, like — Bruh, what da fuh...? How'd it all become the opposite of what it was? School meant Days Off; study meant fun Why's it upside down? I'm confounded. It's dumb Welcome to the club. Are you really surprised? Humans have a tendency to systematize – And the systems are fine, until the systems are blind To the very human beings for whom the system's designed It's a means to an end. And in the end that means That whoever's at the head gets to set the meanings And assign the readings, and to set the times And to regulate the rhythm of our lives and minds But way before pencils and way before books And way before the tests that everybody took There was Old School School. (Word) Alright let's go ahead and walk outside now Put our hands in the soil. ... Don't forget your improvised song is due... At any time It ain't about your interests, kid – It's how ya get 'er done Better aggregate your passions into learning outcomes Don't be burnin' out, son! Reevaluate your goals Gotta crack another statue from the economic mold Got you docile till you're old – 'They don't want us to know!' But the thing about 'Them' is The 'They' is Us, bro – Life is short, learning's slow – Why go back to the source When you could simply get it second hand? A requisite course And yes, you're being forced – And while at times it may be free So is all your social media – It's not that hard to see That that's another way of saying the commodity's me And the product is becoming what they want me to be You're so lucky – Old school study – So what are we to take from it And what disintegrate? How to disentangle the age-old angle Of obligation in the way When we educate – How to make it relate so it ain't Disembodied and a Knowledge but in name Without making that very same knowledge All but impossible to gain? (Dang) Make it a GAME — make Work Play – Never have to go to, and yet learn everyday – Make it into songs, teach lessons over beats And not just on the internet but also on the streets Education is an art And performance is a part Of its method and its manner 'Cause the head needs the heart – Hip-hop History SchoolHouse Rock Indigenous traditions – Times change. TikTok Here's a thought — Honor teachers in the game that go the hardest 'Cause in the end the teacher is the same as the artist – Let em play their part as pop-stars, getting famous Being bona fide philoso-rapper viral sensations ...I'm biased. ... Should I even talk? I'm a product of the system, a philosophy doc – And my knowledge, on which I base this critical thought Is predicated on the privilege of having been taught – I've thought of that a lot. ...If we lost what we've got Is it tantamount to tossing out the board with the chalk? But it may be worth a shot: and here's the reason why Like nails on a chalkboard, we're just squeaking by Education is the basis of society's design – The system that instills what's in everybody's mind And under this system, the society we find's Economically unequal, ecologically awry So redefine School: Not a tool of the state But a movement that arises from those who create – Whose mode of exchange isn't monetary wealth But Relationship and Wisdom. An end in itself No more tests No more rules No more half-truths Back to the roots – Back to Old School Schools You're so lucky – Old school study No more hassles (Old school study) No wack books No more teacher's dirty looks No more bureaucratic crooks (Old school study) And school boards with too many crooks No more standards (Old school study) No more rules No more half truths Back to the roots No more half truths (Old school study) Back to the roots Back to the roots Old school school Alright well, that's it for me today ... But we'll meet again for our next session ... Whenever we meet again. ... And until then... Study!

Don't believe everything happiness says Nothing feels better than hiding these days We bury our fears in the drinks, in these tears For the days we believed we could fly Call up your brothers and sisters and friends We'll go back to the place where the night never ends We'll remember the fires, the burning car tires Boy, how in the hell did we get here? So why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade away Over and over and over again We sat down for a minute, grew up into men Now we're putting out fires and changing car tires Man, how in the hell did we get here? So why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade away this time And we'll never get back what we gave away When we still have that fire in our eyes Don't believe everything happiness says Nothings as real as our old reckless ways When we drink by the fires, the burning car tires Bad girls and good liars, the dreams we'd conspire The days we went crazy, the nights wild and hazy Man, how in the hell did we get here? So why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade Why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade

How can I explain myself to you? Questions keep lurking through my mind Is it the lover for the time? I've given my heart, my joy, my soul to you If it is real, I sure can't see Gotta start looking out for me And in my, my heart won't take no more I know it seems that I don't care Sometimes my ways are less than fair I feel it's sad for me to take a stand See, you have given me no choice I feel I must exercise my voice and say This feeling, there's no drug that can compare You're so cold, I can't see your breath, I swear And they told me not to fall in love Wondering where it all went wrong You were my poison all along Late nights, I lay awake in tears and pain (tears and pain) Searching my heart for what went wrong (hey) Asking myself, "What's going on?" Why cannot we seem to see things eye to eye? (Eye to eye) Somehow I didn't feel the danger (hey) And now I'm sleeping with a stranger To see all these years, we flushed 'em down the drain (down the drain) Was that a love we can't promise? Now it's too late for both of us No regrets for what we've lost and what we've shared Maybe tomorrow we'll love again But until then we'll stay as friends, oh, one day This feeling, there's no drug that can compare You're so cold, I can't see your breath, I swear They told me not to fall in love Wondering where it all went wrong You were my poison all along Yeah Poison all long, oh-yeah Ooh-ooh-ooh Baby girl, poison all along

So anyway Okay, you know, we was goin' past the white building on 60th and Michigan Who was drivin'? Oh, Chris, he was drivin' this Jeep remember, remember Aaliyah, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hey Oh ya, who's that Su', that's my babe Who, Chris? Hey, hey Aaliyah Ya what's up? Check it out, alright That's good, let me hear some ah A cappella, before you get started right Yeah, I like that No one knows how to love me quite the way you do Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me The one for me, the one for me No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) When it comes down to the things I like Boy, you know just how to satisfy me (I'll be there for you, baby) You pick me up when I'm down, you put my feet on solid ground And you make me your first priority Keep it comin', keep it comin', babe 'Cause I like it, 'cause I like it, babe Don't stop 'cause no one knows No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) (No one knows) (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) When there are clouds on a rainy day You know how to bring sunshine to my life, yes you do And I've never felt this way before You make me feel like I'm your goddess Keep it comin', keep it comin', babe 'Cause I like it, 'cause I like it, babe Don't stop 'cause no one knows No one knows how to love me quite like you do (no one) (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (Liyah, you're the only one for me) No one, (Liyah, a second, come on over here and do me a favor) Well it's the L I Y A H plus the second chapter R. Kelly's spitin' tracks, as if it were tobacco It's the 90's, time to get the pockets phat So when I say book, you say read that Now back to the matter of the song No one knows how to love me like you do I got words for you Uh, forever my man No one knows how to love me quite like you do (no one knows how to love me, babe) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (quite like you do) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (no one) No one knows how to love me quite like you do (no one knows how to love me) Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me The one for me, the one for me Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me The one for me, the one for me Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah you're the only one for me The one for me, the one for me Liyah you're the only one for me Liyah

Passion, instant Sweat beads, fill me Cupid's shot me My heartbeat's racing Tempt me (tempt me), drive me (drive me) Feels so exciting Thought of highly It's yours entirely I'll be I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than your others (I'll be) I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than enough for you (I'll be) I'll more than a lover More than a woman Even more under covers (I'll be more) I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than enough for you Midnight grindin' Heartrate's climbin' You go (you go) I go 'Cause we share (we share) pillows (pillows Chase me, leave me There's still no separating Morning massages with new bones in your closet I'll be I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than your others (I said I'll be) I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than enough for you (I'll be more) I'll be more than a lover (more) More than a woman Even more under covers (I'm gonna be more) I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than enough for you (I don't think you're ready) (I don't think you're ready for this thing) for this thing (I don't think you're ready for this thing) You're not ready (this thing) No, no (I don't think you're ready for this thing) This thing, this thing (I don't think you're ready for this thing) Constant pleasures No scale can measure Secret treasures keeps on getting better, yeah Do you wanna roll with me? We can go to foreign lands Your hand in my hand Do you wanna ride with me? We can be like Bonnie and Clyde Me by your side I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than your others I'll be more than a lover More than a woman More than enough for you I'll be more, more than a lover (more) More than a woman (more) Even more under covers (I'll be more) I'll be more than a lover (more) More than a woman (more) More than enough for you