• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Lesson - Danny!
• The Lesson - Sewing With Nancie (The Reason)
• The Lesson - The Reason
• The Lesson - Vikki Carr
• The Lesson - Steve Harris
• The Lesson - Need

Aiight boys and girls, take your seats
Class is about to start any minute
This is the lesson, I'm 'bout to show y'all how to do it
[Verse 1:]
Uh, make way bitch, I'm comin' through
I'm Danny Swain, nigga who the fuck is you?
I'm a blast from the past
So second-guessin' his ass is a bad suggestion
But class is in session
I know you're mad and depressed
When I brag I'm the best, +Ain't No Half-Steppin'+
Take your pencils out your bag, I'm testin'
I'm askin' questions, so grasp the lesson, huh?
Number one: who's the realest MC?
The answer's "me", b-boy stance is enchantin'
And I spit rhymes candidly
All I need is a mic, sweatpants and a tee
Number two: who's the best producer?
It ain't you bruh, guess again
My instrumentals will impress your friends
Hell yeah, pay attention unless you intend
To fail, this is the lesson y'all
Aiight for starters y'all need to stop
With all that "kill kill, murder murder" shit
Y'all niggas ain't ever seen blood
Except from your sister's period
Don't even try it...c'mon now
[Chorus: scratches by Danny]
[Pharoahe Monch:] "Y-y-y'all know the name"
[Danny:] "D. Swain"
[Charli Baltimore:] "G-get it right"
[Pharoahe Monch:] "Y'all...know"
[Danny:] "D. Swain"
[Jadakiss:] "Sl-slow down...slow down"
[Verse 2:]
D. Swain, I'm the next to set it
So put the hatin' to the side, I suggest you dead it
Commit to the best, guess I've got a success fetish
You'll be staying after class for some extra credit
If you don't take notes, you dope
Tryin' to pass off as an MC with them fake quotes you wrote
Talkin' 'bout you did this and did that
With the click-clack, that's your pop's gun nigga, give it back
Gotta show these rap cats how to do this, son
Producer-slash-MC, I'm a two-for-one
Whose rhymes is more clever? I'm a sure-better
Designed for your pleasure, you guys is sore-headed
Like lime and orange sweaters, your style is tacky
You're better off sweepin' trash piles at Zaxby's
Meanwhile I'ma smile at that weak
Shit you tryin' to kick, kinda quick with the gimmicks
Is you in it to win it or what?
'Cause I am...I'ma teach you the rules of the game man
Don't rap about shit that you ain't got
We see right through you dog...lyin' ass
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I'm teachin' rappers how to keep in practice
But they're looking at me funny like I'm speaking backward
Sleep in class or read a mag with tig ol' bitties
And I'll bet your ass'll fail, and get a 50
On this test that I'm passin' out
You better throw all your chances of passin' out
When you see your test scores you'll be passin' out
And your skills'll still stink, if you pass an outhouse
You probably couldn't even tell the difference
Your whole flow's like a bowl of Kibbles and Bits and shit
I hope you fuckers paid a little attention
It's a shame that the dean got rid of detention
'Cause I'd let you sit there
'Til you learn how to get to where you need to be, lyrically
Instead of focusing on fame and bucks
It's D. Swain, here to help you step your rap game up
Pens down
It ain't about makin' money all the time, man
It's about makin' a statement...learn a lesson
[Pharoahe Monch:] "Y-y-y'all know the name"
[Danny:] "D. Swain"

(White)
Now that you've earned yourself a melody I'll sing it
out in stereo; you can hear it better. How far will
you go to be so fresh and cold? I heard you were
dramatic, well I can add to this. Here goes nothing.
Remember what you said about our friendship: "It isn't
just a friendship, it means we're friends 'till the
end" See, the end was months ago. I wish I could
have been there. I like to tell myself that. You know
Im not afraid of reality because I breathe it
everyday. It's not a movie. These bones are not
afraid to be broken for my friends because I care
about them without limits or ends. With that said:
Youre in a rush, I can see this. Well you can run, I
will crawl. I thought I'd seen it all. Will it be
there when you fall? Because this filter is the last
one of them all. This fall I'm realizing I'm not so
tall for you. After the dust has settled, after the
blood of friendship has been shed. I'm going to rise
up like an elevator. Take this from my heart and bury

Now that you've earned yourself a melody
I'll sing it out in stereo so you can hear it better
How far will you go to be so fresh and cold?
I heard you were dramatic well I can add to this
Here goes nothing
Remember what you said about our friendship?
"It isn't just a friendship
This means we're friends 'till the end"
See the end was months ago
I wish I could have been there
I like to tell myself that
You know I'm not afraid of reality
Because I breathe it every day
It's not a movie
These bones are not afraid to be broken for my friends
Because I care about them without limits or ends
With that said you're in a rush I can see this
Well you can run I will crawl
I thought I'd seen it all
Will it be there when you fall?
Because this filter is the last one of them all
And this fall I'm realizing I'm not so tall
After the dust has settled
After the blood of friendship has been shed
I'm gonna rise up like an elevator
Take this from my heart and bury deep
inside your head

THE LESSON
Vikki Carr
This is the lesson taught to me
A long time ago at my mother's knee
She said, someday someone who loves you
Will make you cry
Though he loves you he'll hurt you
Till you feel you could die
But if he says forgive me
Forgive if you can
For you are his woman
And he is your man
When you're looking for roses
There are thorns you will meet
And remember my child
Without any thorns the rose can't be sweet
Well it's finally happened
Now it's my turn to cry
Oh my darling you've hurt me
Till I feel I could die
But you're saying forgive me
And I understand
For I am your woman
And you are my man
Don't tell me about heartache
I've cried my share of tears
I've had my share of rain
But after the storm
No rain will appear
I just know when you hold me
My whole world is complete
And the lesson is clear
Without any thorns the rose can't be sweet
And the lesson is clear
Without any thorns the rose can't be sweet

As I walk through corridors
Find a room to rest
Lay down there upon the bed
Rest my weary head
A labyrinth in suspension
Open up the veins
Take me to a dimension
Free me of this pain
Everything and all that I know
Is changing now
I wish I could slow tings down
You can't predict
'Cause nothing's set in stone
A lesson learned
A lesson that's too late for learning
As I walk this lonely road
The sun begins to fade
There's many Gods and many ways
But I worship the wind
Now I could've done things better
Didn't mean to be unkind
And I could never cause you hurt
The last thing on my mind
Everything and all that I know
Is changing now
I wish I could slow things down
You can't predict
'Cause nothing's set in stone
A lesson learned

Can't recall a word they said
Their voice slips through me cause I'm hollow
Heading to my past life's end
While laughter's drowning deep in sorrow
Repent, obey
Distorted is the sight of god's all seeing eye
This sacred lesson's turning out to be a lie
Scorched faith is for the weak
For those who are futile and meek
And ignorance addicts force fed by the sadists
I found joy in vacant dreams
The lust of my life now has withered
As profane as it may seem
I'd love to see the fatalists shiver
Amend, betray
Forsaken is the lucid sight of man's third eye
Deform the lesson don't go with the flow of lie
Scorched faith is for the weak
For those who are futile and meek
And ignorance addicts force fed by the sadists
Come with me eternally and you will never be alone
Come with me your truth I'll be the house of God will
be your home
Now I see you lied to me I know that I will die alone
Now I see you betrayed me I know forever I'm forlorn