LOL, some kid got expelled from school for rapping during a class break. The article says “a teacher heard the boy and accused him of making threats against teachers”, but the article doesn’t say who he was listening to.

Hmmmm, I wonder who he was listening to.

Could it have been Fat Joe?

…Yo! Now have you ever felt the metal to your melon, it just cock back / Ask for the money and drugs, say you ain’t got that / Where the cops at? prayin that they comin / Just a few seconds your brains be layin on your stomach…

Nah, maybe it was 50 Cent?

…Niggaz screw they face up at me / On some real shit son they don’t want beef (nah) / I cock that, aim that shit out the window and spray / There ain’t a shell left in my heat / Y’all niggaz better lay down, yeah I mean stay down / You get hit with AK round, your ass ain’t gon’ make it / You niggaz’ll get laid out, your blood and your brains out / Have you on the concrete ship already sinkin…

Hmmm. Nope. Maybe The Game.

…Keep jibbin and jabbin I pull the thirty eight magnum / and get to clickin and clackin your homies wanna know what happened / Come to Compton see Thriller like Mike Jackson / I might be, Spike Lee, of this gun clappin…

Wait! I know who he was listening to…

…Fresh out the federal cases I got several / About four or five; just had to settle two / They said I try to show a nigga what the metal do / but didn’t succeed; the nigga still breathes / Attempt please? I would have hit him in his peas / With the Mac with the beam that got back in the breeze / Only clap from the neck up; I’d probably let the heck-lar plug ’em / I don’t think they make Kevlar scullys…

Yea, Beanie Sigel!