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the kidz like me
Don't don't don't get mad cause the kidz like me (x4)

(verse 1)

Everybody know I got the kidz yellling dont- get- mad cause the kids
A message to the main oh, oh, oh
Yeah, seasons come and go but I will never change
And I am on my way

Oh Oh Oh Oh
(Oh)

Kidz Bop let's go?

Oh,
him in his face
Hired now I'm fired, sold bud now I'm wired
Eyes pitch red but da beat bop my head
Hit the streets for relief, I bumped into the Feds
I
[verse 1]
Played in Cincinnati
Wit my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick em out that
Played in Cincinnati
With my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
With nothin' but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick em out that
murdered on these street in a puddle of piss
Or if I would get some news that my brother had died
If they ran up in my house and held my kids and my wife
how we live as a kid
Hoes,in drop top benz, having major ends (x2) 

[Verse 2-Telly Mac]
(Its just the street life)
We breakin' out no matter what
and my nigga. What!?

[Killah Priest]
The emperor, chief sinister, street minister
guaranteed in two bars to finish ya
React like a cat when he arches
My kid will learn guitar and find his street corner somewhere 
There he'll make the silence listen to the dream behind the voice 
And show his
All down the streets the signs read cheaper and better technology
This capitalist vision is my nightmare, put up a sign in my face
What the fuck
night

I'm a motherfucking gangbangin' nightmare, wake up motherfuckers
I traded in my white Nike Airs
For a rare pair of Converse, back to the hood
to keep gazing backward
And never never look ahead
A pitchfork of a destination
Submerged in a sea of red

These nightmares never go away
Still bound by
how we live as a kid
Hoes,in drop top benz, having major ends (x2) 

[Verse 2-Telly Mac]
(Its just the street life)
We breakin' out no matter what
me swanging in a drop
Flying pass bops
I remember, being kids on the block
Pennies and my nickels, soon turned to a knot
I went from shooting
me swanging in a drop
Flying pass bops
I remember, being kids on the block
Pennies and my nickels, soon turned to a knot
I went from shooting
claim king? I'm so ashamed, man
I light a L for Vernon, for niggas who would burn in Hell
For Vernon; 10th Street, 12th Street, Nightmare on Elm Street
sauces
Like an, autopsy leavin 'em nauseous, when I aim at your bosses
Put a pep in that bop that you walk with
While my tec spittin at reinforcements
how we live as a kid
Hoes,in drop top benz, having major ends (x2) 

[Verse 2-Telly Mac]
(Its just the street life)
We breakin' out no matter what
god damn faggot, we're gonna kill you, 
you motherfucker." 
So I got in a phone booth by the Kentucky Fried Chicken on Burnside, 
held my legs
But I'm down by law and I know my way around, too much
Ah too many people, too much -- a ha hah
Too much, too many people, too much, rrrrrrrah!
Picture perfect quest yes without any flaws
Streets go by now the while was worth waiting
Although I'm kind of tired from the months of creating
Patience is
I'll never kid around with you
Try to resist I'll dismiss you
F*** you (f*** you) f*** you (f*** you) 

Basically I'm the worst nightmare you ever
Don't be late bop, eleven on the dot, honies flot
It's more dips then dicks, and nobody get shot
Stay here a little minute, then go harvest my crop
By
down by law and I know my way around

On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action 
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction 
One young punk just
my kids: Britney, Jeffry, and Jordan
Keep coppin' new whips: Bentleys, Benzes, and Porsches
My niggaz, and my fans is the only thing of importance