High School Reunion Lyrics & Chords By Adam Warrock

I never went to my high school reunion,
Ain't nothin' I could 'em,
Ain't nothin' I could do with 'em,
Ain't nothin' I could be,
No simple part of "just me."
They never knew me at all
So tell me who am I supposed to be?
When I do it like this:
Yeah,
Took a bit, just to let it all soak in.
Born in the 80's, raised in the 90's,
Little skater punk with the rap skills
Makin' his way around the pulpit,
And the southern baptists would say that
Music was the devil, and I let it go to my head.
Used to fall asleep with my Discman spinnin' around
With the headphones spillin' from my bed.
Instead high school for me,
I was scared to just let the other kids really see
Everything I wanted to be,
So I hid that, lost in the west side of Tennessee
And the southern white culture.
A little Aisian kid just tryin' to stay alive,
And I grew up pissed at the world
Now I put that shit inside of every MP3.
Digitally, they didn't know they were fixin to see
The little kid in me, that he was wishin to be
The illest MC ever to be,
And so I started makin music so relevantly.
So inevitably, ignored everything everyone was tellin' to me
And I competitively just started wrecking the scene
And now people that I knew back then all like,
"What's up with Eugene?"
Well it's Adam now, and I'm goddamn proud
Of this thing that I made straight up from the ground.
If you didn't know it then, then you're knowing it now
I'm running with a different kind of crowd
Than when I just started out.
Instead, just talkin' about the things that come out
Whenever the mic is pointed at my mouth.
And I'm gonna say it loud,
"Are you southern rap now?"
Nah man, just a rapper from way down south.
I never went to my high school reunion,
Ain't nothin' I could 'em,
Ain't nothin' I could do with 'em,
Ain't nothin' I could be,
No simple part of "just me."
They never knew me at all
So tell me who am I supposed to be?
When I do it like this:
Call me a geek or a nerd, haven't you heard?
That's that new new, and I do do
All that voodoo in the new school,
And I spit raps like the Juice Crew,
And I ain't lyin' like Snoop do,
and my face is stunned like I'm Sulu
And you all plain doubt like FUBU.
Back then, I got teased and harrangued,
Kids so cruel with the teeth and the fangs,
But now they can't keep up with the slang
When I drop from the beat and I'm feastin again.
Back then, I was way less confident,
But now I'm on the shit, because I rock the hits,
And I'm never gonna fall for this
Bullshit full of media marketing.
So we leave it in the past like the bad times back when
Backpacks on the shoulders were the fashion.
When we sagged our pants and loved the hip-hop,
And ate it like cake to a fat kid.
In between the bad times, we had friends.
Got our backs in the hallways laughin'
Running around until we hear the bell ring
And ditched class until we made it to band practice.
Like I need a reminder of the good times.
Keep it really close to the vest and I grew into a man
Way different from the kid that I was,
But it's fun to think back to way back then.
So I don't need to reminisce,
Becuase I'm way past the point of reliving the past.
I don't really want to hear about your last ten years,
Mine's been busy, you can hear it on the track.
I never went to my high school reunion,
Ain't nothin' I could 'em,
Ain't nothin' I could do with 'em,
Ain't nothin' I could be,
No simple part of "just me."
They never knew me at all
So tell me who am I supposed to be?
When I do it like this:
To the bullies and the jocks and the nerds and the freaks,
To the AV club and all the band geeks,
To the goth kids; rock kids, high on weed,
Straight-A kids who study during the week,
To the teachers, coaches, principals too,
Counselors tellin' me what I should do:
Man, I never went back to my damn high school,
After ten years this is what I'm trying to do.