Lyrics:
What I am spitting is what I am living
We don't tell no fibs (No fibs)
Kinda mad when the teachers and parents are listening in
Kinda mad when
through the day
Scared that my parents are listening
Scared that the girl that I like is a witness and
"Oh he's a mess, don't want nothing to do with him"
the details 'cause both of our parents are probably listening
But really we were into it
Into us, into this
Into everything about each other we were lovers
When you send that pic girl that's love at first sight
First sight of your Credit Card number that's right
I'll say this for the parents that are
(Anybody, anybody)
Is anybody listening? (Oh, I just wanna know)
I'm alone in this world (Have I got somebody's attention?)
Anybody listening? (Are you
up crowned
If not your a clown
And you end up shutdown
While having a meltdown
With your parents in your hometown
Record labels are you listening
and
Are you out there, can you hear this?
Jimmy Olson, Johnny Memphis,
I was out here listening all the time
And though the static walls surround me
You
and
Are you out there, can you hear this?
Jimmy Olson, Johnny Memphis,
I was out here listening all the time
And though the static walls surround me
You
and
Are you out there, can you hear this?
Jimmy olson, johnny memphis,
I was out here listening all the time
And though the static walls surround me
You
From his magic little fish who grant his every wish
'Cause in reality they are his
Odd parents fairly odd parents
Blunts and drinks only rowdy things
Odd
Are you listening
Are you listening
Are you even
Are you listening
Are you even listening
Are you listening
Are you even
Just a conversation can I
Are you listening, are you listening
Are you listening, to mama Gaia
Are you listening, are you listening
Are you listening… to Pachamama
People
whispering
Are you listening?
I took your L-P to D-C, where some youngin's
Gave me the L-D on how it should be
Make sure the beat knock 'til the trunk pop
timid and hesitant as she stumbled
Through a sentence in English
At the cash register
A Winnie the Pooh journal these are the
Things I remember when I
the time.
Before she knows it, it's a quarter to nine.
Should've been back from prayer an hour ago.
Now her parents are gonna know that she's skived.
In
Babies really came from
So you can hit the door with the theory
That all Black women are hoes, hear me?
East Orange, listening to me
The people down in
You're not listening
You're not listening
You're not listening
Anyways
Are you listening
Well
You're not listening
You're not listening
You're not
song like Pac needs to get around
Now think about a ghetto child whose
Mom and dad are never
Found so they get placed all
Day around to whoever now
Him warmly "Here you are
" the prolific rapper and producer tells him
"You've walked in at the right time"
"Sweet, " Ocean replies
Picking up
Fumbling hands on rusty strings
Delicate dance, are you listening
Thundering floors in my parent's house
Open the door please and let me out
I
We can chill in the back of my CR-V
Listen to Frank Ocean or Rex Orange County
Parents won't be tripping
Yuh you know we free
We free
We can chill in
and do things their own way
Who are parents?
Parents are the ones who really care
Who are parents?
Parents are the ones who are always there
Some
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You are the standard for love
That's why I gotta thank God above
For my parents one time
You only get to be a parent one time
You
face from the pummeling
I wish I could hav fun again
I wish me and nikki would fuck again
Stand on ten toes are u listening
My heart got some holes
I
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