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to see a nigga locked up
Penitentiary will turn you to a monster
Don't get laid to rest by an imposter
Leave another kid without a father
Waiting years for

kids, realize I don't belong here
Stick on me I up it, switch on me for nothing
Hope that shit was worth it, I'm just thugging by lonely
Niggas want me

to see a nigga locked up
Penitentiary will turn you to a monster
Don't get laid to rest by an imposter
Leave another kid without a father
Waiting years for

Never changing just the same
Kid to blame
Kid to blame
(Kid to blame, kid to blame)

So pick up your dreams, smash them against the wall
Flush it
Fuck it

Passin' Me By

The Pharcyde

Phat Rap Flava '95

1995

yesterday but still I had to let her pass

She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing

Passin' Me By

The Pharcyde

West Coast Collection, Vol. 1

1997

yesterday but still I had to let her pass

She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing

of fake love
Fake people, spreading lies
Who I must stay away from
Who really by my side
Who really gone ride
If they take me from my kids
Would you pull

people go 

When they die tell him that only the meek are gonna
inherit the earth Well shit, 

By this time the kid doesn't know what anything 

Is worth,

Master Your High

Aceyalone

Accepted Eclectic

2001

[Chorus]
When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" -> Slick Rick
Droolin from the mouth

Touch of Grey

Jerry Garcia

Heart of Rock [Columbia]

1988

are giving kerosene
The kid can't read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene
But it's alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get

Touch of Grey

Grateful Dead

The Arista Years

1996

are giving kerosene
The kid can't read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene
But it's alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get

The Illest Brother

Gang Starr

Daily Operation

1992

to hang with kids who like to live trife with a knife
Cutting kids for fun and pulling out much guns
And like riflery champs fellas start to get real

tear me down again
Did you really think that I would be your friend
You’re not worth my time kid, no time for a sidekick
You’re not worth my time kid

The room is packed like a can of sardines
Crowded
Surrounded by these loaded marines
Warm, brown water to drink
While the politicians sit around

Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done

Yo, kid; you're dead wrong
Yo, kid; you're dead wrong
Yo, kid; you're dead wrong
Yo, kid; you're dead wrong

Mama, forgive me
Got a bunch of bottles,

knew at birth that I would be a preacher
Now my soul be cemented to the earth just like my sneakers
Quit fucking with the kid, with the kid
Why you give

No games hitta, fuck with the kid
Hitta ain't playin', gotta tell it how it is
Playin' no more, now the mind's on the biz
Playin' no games, see

Aye
Yeah huh
Aye
Came a long way just to live like this
Came a long way just to live like this
When I'm gone I'm a leave it to my kids
When I'm gone

my parents the plan
I'm becoming my own man
I do it the way I can
I'm just a kid with a plan
I'm just a kid with a plan
I'm just a kid with a plan
I'm

You make a Sunday taste like a Saturday 
You make the evening stars shine through the day
You make my messed up thoughts all go away 
I’m like a kid

Got my boy by my side 
And it is all I really need 

I said teacher no need to worry
Will get an education for myself 
No need to hurry 

As they burn

It’s a bedtime story 
Gather round kids
It’s a bedtime story
With the blue j packed shit look like dory 
In the new maybach this bitch adore me
Can i

fuck wit you, fuck wit you, nothing left to admit
So commit
Found another way wit it
Can't get away wit it
Can't get away wit it
The kid's all play wit