C'mon
he was a kid he was the joker Low potential, straight Class clown, sneak off out the door hair leave a grease spot on the black board C'mon honey take off bra to hit a homerun in your mom's garage He graffiti, it opened him Creeped the alley with a can of rustoleum Canvas, that surface He learned to control the nervousness If it aint he burnt the bridge And no he dont give a damn what the is Chased all the saving grace While old folks bitch about the way hes raised Southside Get ya running from the cops for practice here Well what do ya he got older to apply what childhood showed him Everybody left out in cold To try to learn how to manage all that on his shoulders We all the easy life a piece of the pie that'll keep us high So turn it up the speakers cry And don't quit you reach the sky, c'mon
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And as an adult he took a good Stayed away the gangs and the crooks Even he came from the same neighborhood So he fully that gang textbook Stay be individual the pedal and never settle for the typical Feed your look out for your people and let live and each one teach those Good get a tight defense And i hope you can on your higher sense Blanked let em grow for The followers, felons, the soldiers Hey rapper, we know it stop But don't forget about the folks on your hey what you doin with the cash crop fuckin up gettin fat, fuckin up have nots hey preacher, is that the you live in the kitchen hey policeman dont even as a kid i played robbers and robbers headphone aggressive i saying you gotta kill cops just look at your life check what its off