C'mon
he was a kid he was the joker Low potential, mediocre clown, sneak off out the back door Long leave a grease spot on the black board C'mon honey off that bra Tryin to hit a in your mom's garage He graffiti, it opened him down the alley with a can of rustoleum Canvas, flat surface He learned quick to the nervousness If it aint buildin he burnt the And no he dont a damn what the curfew is Chased away all the grace While old folks bitch about the way hes raised Minneatmosphere Get ya from the cops just for practice here Well do ya know he got older Trying to apply what showed him Everybody left out in cold To try to learn how to all that weight on his shoulders We all want the easy life a of the pie that'll keep us high So turn it up the speakers cry And quit til' you reach the sky, c'mon
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And as an adult he a good look away from the gangs and the crooks Even though he came from the neighborhood So he fully understood that textbook Stay be individual Push the pedal and never settle for the your children look out for your people Live and let live and each one teach 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 on your block hey dopeman you doin with the cash crop fuckin up gettin fat, fuckin up fellow nots hey preacher, is the house you live in the kitchen hey policeman bother as a kid i only played robbers and robbers headphone aggressive i aint saying you kill cops just look at your check what its built off