school days -naccinucci

School days -naccinucci Is a game that a fool plays I'm sitting Here reminiscing 'bout my school days I used to go mad fresh get digit and the Address They was joking cause i was clocking Mad cash i slid a chick everyday after Last class strictly lemme explain i hit 'em Up , get 'em up and put 'em on the next Train my trademark was black glasses I cut the wack classes was amazed By the way i was making females in my School days that's why it was battle Everyday at lunch time a brother battled Me once it was plain wack i played him So bad he left school and never came Back and in the lunch room it was naccinucci things i made so much noise That you couldn't hear the bell ring And Got props when I rocked the school Talent shows my opponents get scared Fast that's why when they see me they do the hundred dash i left the stage People amazed that's how i did in my School days when i first got inside high School i wasn't know i roamed alone but I held my own i was fresh man in other a jack when you mention naccinucci was Like who's that then i made the plans Know i got a batch of fans and when you Mention my name now -" oh that's my Man you see how it's all about me now All the girls scream oooouuuuh Whenever i freestyle when i roll so those Who envy me can't do a thing to me I Used to move alone