Sideline

Sideline (Explicit) - David Dallas/Che Fu

Know the boy D-Double

Do it all day

Get the messing with his tracks

No foreplay

Seems simple now but

It wasn't always

Used to sit up in the

Pap High hallways

Teacher put me there saying

That I talk to much

I thought I knew it all

But I never knew much

I come to school late

Because my form room sucked

And we hang out by

The canteen all through lunch

Young teen with a pac(men)tality

No dream I can make reality

All I care about is popularity

Trying to pass Jessica

Trying to get a touch

And a Mufti day try them

With some new Chucks

Try them with some new

Nikes or something

They didn't give a f**k

About assignments or nothing

Didn't make music

Even though I loved it

Scared to try

High to shy get busted

So I sit on the sideline

Despite in my time

If I could be in their shoes

The things that id do

But wishing won't

Get you know where

Dont be scared to go there

If you sit in my wake

Do it the right way

No I wasn't in the first fifteen

Wasn't in the choir

Never learned to sing

Couldn't play an instrument

Or pluck a string

Or the little rich kid

Whos dad bought him a car

A regular dude fading

In to the background

Never took center stage

Didn't really stand out

I remember school TalentQuest

We would hang out

See this other dude rap

Then he'd be the man

Around E block

For like the next two weeks

Scoring all of the chicks

While these Diggas my mom bought