Public Miseducation (Marxman Remix)

from Uncle Sam (TradeMarx Remixes) by SC Static & Militant Marxman

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lyrics

Public Miseducation (Verse 1) Ayo I couldn’t imagine having to go back to school To tell the truth if I was you I wouldn’t know what to do But one thing I could tell you’s I’d be working on my passion Cause all those years of practicing were worth me taking action But when in school you should listen to the rules Cause it wasn’t long ago that I was sitting in your shoes It’s really up to you as far as being students So listen to what you’re told but also form your own conclusions Don’t get caught up in popularity and friends you carry Cause that bubble you’re living in is only temporary It’s fun for now but that’s the problem with math So appreciate your youth because it’s not gonna last While most are acting older as they say they know what’s up But you don’t wanna pay the bills it’s overrated growing up So find what you love and figure out where you stand And use your time wisely to work on it now while you can With no excuses gotta go and just do it And make mistakes now while you’re young enough to pursue it Cause a lot of people say they’re planning too but then they don’t So don’t wait for your dreams to be handed to you cause they won’t You’re only here because your parents are at work So all of this time at school is preparing you to learn How to wake up everyday and go work hard for a check And as you’ll see the older you become the harder it gets To keep up with the ends for the next expense The time that you’ll have to spend with your friends is less But soon you’ll see they wasn’t really your mans Cause if you’re lucky you could count them all on one of your hands So be careful who you’re surrounded with too Cause you should never have to put somebody down to be cool So be different and think outside of the box Be unique and original, don’t always fly with flock (Chorus) Cause after 12 years of school if you make it through They’ll ask you what you wanna do as if it’s up to you But you’re not supposed to know what you want yet And haven’t been exposed to enough to decide that Plus most of the options you didn’t even like Cause what you learn in High School isn’t applicable to life So now you don’t even know where to go or to start You can’t know who you wanna be if you don’t know who you are (Verse 2) Because they’re filling you with nonsense as if you had a voice And give you limited options as if you had a choice So act now don’t wait for the pattern to unfold Cause a lot of contributing factors are out of our control And it’s safe to assume because yes it’s true That the teachers wanna be there even less than you But don’t get me wrong when they first get the job They’re enthusiastic, happy to be there and work hard But then eventually discover to see That the teacher doesn’t have a choice of what they can teach Cause they’re given the curriculum and prone to conform Cause they’re evaluated based on how the students perform But have to spend most of their time tellin’ kids “quiet down” And as a substitute I’ve seen it from the inside out Cause the goal is to make your way through to retire So teachers don’t run the risk of telling the truth to get fired That’s why students tend to lose interest in the subjects When we still tell tall tales of Christopher Columbus Celebrating a racist pillaging expedition And despite the world refuse to use the metric system But it’s the friendships they remember the most My Mother’s about to retire at the end of her rope Cause I clearly see that it isn’t easy to be a teacher Then the assistant said it isn’t either for her neither Then the bus driver said it isn’t easy for him either Plus the kid that’s sitting behind him is sneezing with a fever Irritated with an undisplayed wrath As one of the many overworked, underpaid staff Plus most’ll go to school and leave from college a grad Just to come home and get a job through their Mom or their Dad So now it seems we’re too far in it to get out of it Misseducated Americans, ignorant and proud of it (Chorus) Cause after 12 years of school if you make it through They’ll ask you what you wanna do as if it’s up to you But you’re not supposed to know what you want yet And haven’t been exposed to enough to decide that Plus most of the options you didn’t even like Cause what you learn in High School isn’t applicable to life So now you don’t even know where to go or to start You can’t know who you wanna be if you don’t know who you are