Beat sounds like Guilty Conscience and Criminal by Eminem, rhymes are kinda funny, but last verse is long and serious. Cool chorus
Charismatic, hyper white MC and singer from manhattan making hilarious and sophisticated rhymes as well as complex melodies bending rock and rap
A charismatic, eccentric, and funny rhyme sayer and original producer, music drawn from everything I don't like. Described by one as an "underground hip-rock legend" Influenced by all kinds of modern rock and hip-hop, but mostly alternative. Member of REBELoution with Kadavir
Story behind the song
This is a song i wrote on the occasion of graduating High School, my Senior Exit Project. This is my first full self-produced single
Lyrics
“Head Of The Class” by Scot Sherman
Verse 1:
You do not know/ the way I flow/ from high school to college I go.
I tend to pass/ in every class/ and speak clean, never use the word “ass”
Freshman year/ I cried no tears/and in 10th grade realized my fears
As a junior, took control/ and head of the class here’s how I roll
An actor and comedian/ to my teachers obedient
I think I’m going overboard/ my brain explodes, it’s mine not yours
You hear me/ but what I’m saying ain’t clear/ I come more focused every year
You see me now/ top of my game/ after now nothing is the same
I’m going to a different land/ the only thing changing is the plan
I will remain the man you know/ with much respect, and kisses to blow
I’m real well-versed just check my res/ -ume, dispense interests like Pez
Man it has been a long ride/ why is it now I have to slide?
Chorus: What do you know/ about these clothes/ and who is wearing them, to his mind you can’t go.
What do you know/ about this school/ SCOT is head of the class, he never plays by the rules!
Verse 2:
Look at my life now, ain’t it great/ representing Baruch since 98’
I look ahead now, I’m not crying/ like Fabo there’s no denying
I could probably make friends anywhere/ from NYC to Chi-Town’s O-Hare
I try to be a ladies’ man/ and treat the girls the best I can.
No, I don’t have a girlfriend yet/ but doesn’t matter, in this game I can’t sweat.
Yes, I am so competitive/ no don’t want people better than
Me in the things that I do best/ and I’m so active, don’t need rest
Been kind of weird since 91’/ but that don’t stop me from having fun
On weekends, chillin’ with the guys/ having a blast without getting high
I am so much smarter than/ when I was just a starter in
This school and I was failing Bio/ now I jam on amps by Vaio.
And now I’m acing Calculus, this song’s about me, but I prefer “us”
Chorus
Verse 3:
Can’t believe it has been so long/ why am I singing this damn song
To leave my school on a high note/ in 20 years know that I wrote
This verse, sang it, and it was killer/ like Michael Jackson a thriller
Singing, dancing having fun/ Why not- Senior years? I just have one
You still might make fun of my clothes/ but way down the line you will know
That you have made a big mistake/ There is much more I will take
I’ve never been a leader, but I’ve proved that as a senior
I have what it takes to succeed- in this world that is based on greed
The bullies that once called me “high”/ have no choice but to recognize
How far I’ve come, what I’ve been through/ that’s why I’m singing this for you
The friends that I have made and lost/ the failed exams, and all the costs
The times I was caught chewing gum/ when I made track cause I thought I could run
The time I didn’t make the team/ but never gave up on my dream
The times I could have left but stayed/ the girls I’ve liked, the games I’ve played.
The times I failed first, then triumphed/ and all the food I ate for lunch
In being a celebrity/ everyone in this school knows me
I can’t believe how far I’ve come/ Ain’t easy at all, my work’s never done
I had to stuggle, but never quit/ to make sure all my work was legit
And in the message that I send/ this all comes back to me in the end
When it’s over, what will I see/ Head of the class: what a surprise, who else but me?
Chorus
