A.P [Intro: Key and Peele sketch] Listen up y'all I'm y'all substitute teacher Mr. Garvey I taught school for 20 years in the inner city So don't even think about messing with me! Y'all feel me? [Charlie] Duh dun na na Na na na Duh na na nuh nuh nuh Duh na na na Duh dun na na Na na na Duh na na nuh nuh nuh Duh dna na na [Verse 1] Welcome to basics It's Advanced disPlacement While teachers test my patience I'm on my way to graduation I make it I'm Childish Rap, write, sing so Childish My mind's almost out of milage Battery VROOM VROOM CHARGE CHARGE Exilement You see me walking the plank Take a swim before we sank Say praise the lord to the saints Sweater vest to bro tanks And give thanks Swim with sharks Shoot on stars Dream with every animal on Noah's Ark And take heart... On your mark And I'm out! Outlasted and Outcasted by cowards in a cast of pretentious Did I not mention I'm not on honorable mention Believe in fiction Don't cuss Don't believe in luck No kiss-up or punk-fake rapper So I'm different? I must be new to this! [Hook] Now If you're in a displacement, sick of looking at fake faces Put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up If you're higher than your G.P.A and feel no escape then you Put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up Punching cliques, punching times, punching dudes With their hands on their dicks You put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up If you're sick of it, sick of it hold up and take a minute To put you're hands up, hands up, hands up (Take Time) [Verse 2] These words are more than a feeling It's true to me Listen to a heart made symphony Listen to my mind playing tricks on me Listen to a love for a generation It's amazing It's so basic I can feel it in my heartbeat I can feel it when my heart beats I can feel it when I have epiphanies I'm listening I wish I were a special thing Write down my equalities No apology? No follow me? No prodigy? No loving me? Displaced can't get away In a dead end, in a space No personality? No fantasy? Just reality? Welcome to Advanced disPlacement Where kids test my patience On my way to better places I don't think I'll freaking make it I'm holding on I'm holding on To dreams of nothing Want to be something I must be new to this [Hook] Now if you're feeling less than nothing but you wanna be something Then you put you're hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up If all you do in your free-time is wish for something better than this You put your hands up, hands up, hands up I got it, you got it, we got it, we can do this You put your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up If you're sick of it, sick of it hold up and take a minute To put you're hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up [Outro] If you feel good Put your hands up Woahkay woahkay woahkay Woahkay woahkay woahkay Woahkay!