Luyện nghe bài hát Reflection of Children Coming Up in the Grave

Reflection of (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo)

Reflection of (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo)

My childhood was hood. Shit was
My father was evil. He was killed already When he came here from
us scared with a stare untill it transformed
Into me. Puttin fear into my peers that's the man formed
In the projects, we used to beef with other
Cause our fuckin parents were too to each us better
I had on my mind of killing someone at nine;
I actually went to do it lucky for he backed down at the time
I could've dolo and still not flip and get live
Alot of cats were bitch they needed a clique to survive
Me and Bill had a rep for fucking Deceps up when stepped
crept deep like roaches and would catch you if you slipped
Peepin around the project buildingsto see on the bench
Might be an enemy have to blood drench on defence
Only we thought we were promised was dishonest careers
Beat down and robbed so many I had bad karma for years

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'em charlie!

Reflection of (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo)

'83 shit

Controlled by my own rage, my was like whatever
I never got up by a kid my own age, EVER!
I was bolder screamin' on 4 years older
I take a lost and bill will them like a soldier
Forcing to stay out late after 8 walking around the PJs
At night as a kid because mom dukes had a
Playing tackle football on concrete. we did what we could
Older would steal our football like boys in the Hood
I started thuggin', kids that were rugid became feeble
You could see how they bitched up when they saw evil
up on Farragut even when innocent
We wen't it somethin'me and my brother had enough some arrogance
Me and my peeps keeped it gully we had
One year we made a resolutuion to take from no one no matter what
The circumstances no matter who were they get murdered
Alot of people got fucked up over that and they all deserved it

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Some chef boardi shit

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Uh!...sick and delicious drama
WHAT!!!?

Back in the days, moved the projects at six
Got lost the first day I felt a rat in a maze
Even in public school I hated that were squealin'
The hustle I posses now come from the foundation of drug dealing
Used to sit for waiting shit on the triple beam
I had made up for fiends to beat me plus little schemes
In 5th grade punchin' teachers in the a derelict
On the bleachers I clicked with a peaceful face
Rockin blue pumas copped from church ave
Unica phaser designs with fly birds kid
everything I put in shops from polo
To tower record cassettes even when I got I wouldn't stop
Havin' cops pull loaded guns to my chest threating to kill me for no
Cause the way we was fresh
-Used to love to get a
When I out a gun or a 24 inch machette ready for action

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Kangoroos with patches... lee

Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the (echo)