Hangin' out in my hideout
Doin' my rap write out
No need for any white out
Tell the fans i'll be right out.
Armed with bald spot and crooked nose,
I go forth to fight my foes.
My actions: seem kind of flighty
But the thoughts in my head: mighty mighty
Some days extroverted,
full of fun;
Sometimes introverted,
sort of glum.
Changing moods got your head spinnin'?
Your love for physics is what I'm winnin'!
In your head, tryin' to make connections -
Spreading out jokes across the sections.
Read those equations, like a novel
Before The Physics, we all grovel
Out of malaise I will fight out
For education, I get the might out
Come join me in the hideout
Hangin' out with mister rideout.
That's funny.
ReplyDeleteK-Riddy,
ReplyDeleteI guess I learned more from your class than I thought. This is the "Just Read" rap that I performed for my students yesterday. I may have ripped off Vanilla Ice a little, but it's still pretty good.
Yo stop, close your mouth and listen
Mr. D’s got a rhyme you can’t be missin’
Kids, respect me don’t fight me
If you’re gonna talk please do it real lightly
Will they ever stop?
Yo, I don’t know
Read your book, or I’ll blow
To the corner I will send you
Along with your friends who defend you
Read, and keep the room quiet
I’m serving up an intellectual diet
Friendly, when I teach geometry
Don’t get misled you can’t read a magazine
Love it or leave it I just don’t care
All that matters is you push in your chair
If you got a book yo just read it
Don’t like the deal? You can beat it.
-Steve Dickenson