Artist: P.O.D.
Song: School Of Hard Knocks

[Chorus]
we from the school, the school of hardknocks 
who's ready to rock? [ready to rock] 
are you ready to rock? [ready to rock] 
round'n up suckaz, knock'em, knock'em out the box 
we from the school, the school of hardknocks 
who's ready to rock? [ready to rock] 
are you ready to rock? [ready to rock] 
round'n up suckaz, knock'em, knock'em out the box 

Graduate at 13, the streets made me a scholar 
flood the microphone, one by one, hear'em holler 
the sure shoots, rock box, rhym'n on blated beats 
mics on my side, they call me Hip Hop Along Cassidy 
rap'n catasrophe, but only time will tell 
could we excel and rock bells like LL 
made me feel I was ill, music euphoria 
went to the, D.O.C gave me his formula 
hey young world, the world is yours 
turned my whole wide world into metaphors 
you get me straight, when times get hard 
so let me reminisce over you my God 

(Chorus)

I came through the door, I said it before 
we pioneers, redefining hardcore 
you want more MC's and DJ's 
dues we pays 8 out of 7 days 
in many ways, I've seen a lot go around 
pound for pound from S.D to Boogie Down 
we've been around, bout as round as they come 
from all yes y'alls, to dum ditty dum dum 
see this is philosophy, on the industry 
that there ain't no other brothaz bout as bad as we 
you see my squad stays on point 
rock this funky joint. 
can you dig it? 

(Chorus)

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