Busta Rhymes - Case Of The Pta Lyrics
[busta]Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh manYo, yo, yo, I cant understandWhy the parents and the teachersAnd everybody trying to o the kidsThe young generation yo,Whats the deal brah, charlie brown, man[charlie brown]I dont know what the deal isYou hafta ask my partna dinco dYo yo tell us d tell us dMass confusion g, I dont know whats upHey yo man(its just another case of that old pta)Huh man[dinco d]In school I wrote notes and took quotes from shakespeareAnd other types of rhymes to show you that I (care)But things like together forever to you my only one (only one)It was special I can say it was another oneYou would say someones knocking at my window(knock knock)Someones ringing my bell(ding dong)Its about two in the morning(hey yo g, what the hells going on? )(its just another case of that old pta)But never the less here goes to show my potentialAnd even though our love was three-dimensionalOne (me) two (you) three (your pops) now what am I to doI had to transform into educated ladGoing around doing chores for your dadPlaying a duck, wearing sweaters and shoesChilling with pop just listen to the bluesAnd talking to your mom about a love for her daughterSuggesting to me that I just oughtaWatch myself(inch by inch)Watch myself(and use some sense)So I did(hey)It didnt do a damn thingBut a case to complain, so now I sing(its just another case of that old pta)[busta]Roaarrr busta rhymes the mighty infamousAlways misbehaving and mischeivousCausing aggravation Ill never pausePushing out spit balls through plastic straws(in class)In gym I got caught at lastFor ligthing up the courtyard grass(hey)Teacher, teacher, go to the flesh(busta rhymes liked to killed the complex)Hey yoIn class, kicked it to this girl cheryl(what? )The teacher try to tell me I was pharoah(no no no)Im not with detention no no with suspensionA childs wickeddy wild the calbridge hill stylesTeach us just a knowledge to go talk to my mommyNow when she gets home, shes gonna wear out the bodyI hate this relationship, the mom and teacherWhen she reaches home hey yo she knows that I reached yaOk, of today I am the new school, prayBetween my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo(its just another case of that old pta)[charlie brown]AahhhYo teachers hate me the girls dont take meBecause Im c brown(class clown)Gettin still aah sometimes I chill yoDepending on the day and (how I feel)Sometimes I leave an apple thats rotten and (brown)No where to be foundPoll tax on sheets, five days a weekArrive in the lunchroom, I gotta get some sleepBut I didnt do it(you did it)Im suspended(you was wit it)And now its time to pay for the crimeThat I never got caught like judge wapner(bam! take on the court)A room of teachers, parents, and preachersA principal and one kid dress in sneakersCase of brown versus the board(order order)Yo twelve, verse one is a slaughterI pleaded my caseAahFace to faceAahIt was a wasteAnd everyone was in place yoHe announced me guilty you have(three hundred sixty four days)Of detention to serve(some nerve)I felt this could be from (pissed)The head of the board said case dismissedAs I walk out the room I hear them sayAahyaaheeyaaheeyaaheeyaaheeyaaheeyaaheeyaahee(its just another case of that old pta)-conversation-
