Lyrics:
Faded Dallas Cowboys T-shirt
Just a streetlight curfew kid
Sandlot swingin' for the fences
Thought those days would never end
Like number three
that you're are blessed
Even in the mess
And this time is going to fly
Don’t let it pass you by
'Cause I’ve got a plan and it is good
And I know just how
to dis us - you're dead
For no reason at all
You made yourself look like a crumb
Man, you flipped, mouthed off with the lip
You ended up bein Kid Capri's
the neighborhood?
He's a fine kid.
Some of the neighbors say he smokes crack, but I don't believe it.
Anyway, for his 10th birthday, all he wanted was a burrow owl,
of brother to stand out, always keep my hand out
To help another brother, what is taught by my mother
Good to the drip drop and I won't flip flop
Straight
honesty
Nothin's too good for us, we deserve nothing but the best
Just keep it simple, walk the line, and let God do the rest
So many years have gone by
Daddy's in the doghouse
Sharpening his army knives
Momma's down the rabbit hole
Looking for a better life
And the children in the sunshine
Are just
(Ooh RJ, ha, ha)
On God, gang-gang
Know a nigga here for this
RJ always tripping, man
RJ always tripping, man
Look what that bitch say
Hmm
living in glass
Be in the back w the bad kids but still ahead of my class
Good when I'm all alone
Looking for me I'm in my zone
I'm rarely on my phone
You gotta do what ya feel
Do what ya feel
If it's real
Exit planet Venus for a Brooklyn stroll
Jazzy fly, nappy things, plaits, to a roll
know I'm saying
Sometimes there's a lot of people on the street who can't make it
You know what I'm saying, we can do this
I'm doing this for a good
people brought down by the need to be beat
In a bid to be rid of the stench of defeat
There'll be a hundred dead kids in every block
A hundred blind pigs
hoes
Only kid with adult money
Hated by the kids but the grown folks loved me
Cause I wasn't no dummy
And everybody else looked bummy
Stayed with a full
skin always win
Uh, and one day yea we gone see change man
But for now we gotta stick to the game plan
I never needed fame man
I was a Good Kid
In a Mad
Melancholic kid since I walked in my pyjama's
Guess I got my feeling for the drama from my momma
Forever searching my nirvana
Why you think I started smoking
Packed your bags ‘til the kids came home
Would it help if you stayed?
But there you are still waiting by the road
For that ride that never came.
a good place
But kid we’ll be there for you
From the day we knew she was there
To the very last moment in our lives
We will care for her in every way we
Are we gonna have death by love
Or should we just give it up
Is your love too good enough
With your love running through my blood
Are we gonna have
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
your friends in the whip
Hershey's looking for a kiss I'm a crafty kid
We just want a good night (good tonight)
And we wanna get high (get light)
We're
Verse 1
Rain on your face is refreshing
Insomnia and incense baby
Coverage ain't made for a lady
With a face like that and blood type baby
Lies
the hood when we dirt ride
and motherfuckers got down cause never could
never survive with the goods that god provide
so as I bogus wack him for doing my job
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
Spank my booty, come on and spank my booty
Spank my booty, spank my booty real good
When I was a kid I was a lazy child
Always skipping school,
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