Pretty Boy - Welcome To The Cla**room lyrics

I woke up from this dream to a nightmare Occupy Wall Street should have bought a time share At least then they'd have a right to the land Instead of blocking up my sidewalks with a list of demands I'm not worried about the future because its right now Ill probably never see a woman in a white gown I'm scared of the dark But I don't got to worry when these lights go out Because the sun is coming right now Up all night Ill be ridin' till the wheels fall off My eyes are getting heavy but this music keeps me steady Ill be rockin' till my ears fall off You can take it to the bank I don't care what you say and I don't care what you think You can tell me how to live But I am a professor teaching strait A students Couldn't find no F's to give And I am preaching honesty so honestly I am getting sick of the monotony Cause all I get to hear about is girls in the VIP That ain't the man that I want to be Id rather write a song that could mean something Y'all are putting words together that never mean nothing I just want to be an artist at the top of my cla** But when I look for inspiration All I ever hear from you is Ass, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a** An the money and the cars and the clothes and the Ass, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a** Don't forget about the hoes all they'll ever be is Ass, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a** Seems that now a days every bodies talking from the Ass, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a**, a** Welcome to The Cla**room! Learn Something!