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

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

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

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'em charlie!

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'83 shit

Controlled by my own rage, my attitude was like
I never got up by a kid my own age, EVER!
I was bolder on cats 4 years older
I take a lost and will regulate them like a soldier
Forcing friends to stay out late after 8 around the PJs
At night as a kid because mom dukes had a
Playing tackle football on icesome concrete. we did what we
Older thugs steal our football like boys in the Hood
When I started thuggin', kids that rugid became feeble
You could see how they suddenly 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 it gully we had enough
One year we made a resolutuion to take shit from no one no what
The circumstances no who they were they get murdered
Alot of people got fucked up over that and they all deserved it

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

Some boardi shit raviolies

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

Back in the days, moved the projects at six
Got lost the day I felt like a rat in a maze
Even in public school I hated kids were squealin'
The hustle I posses now come from the foundation of drug dealing
Used to sit for hours waiting shit on the triple
I had made up for fiends to beat me plus little schemes
In 5th grade punchin' in the face a derelict
On the I never clicked with a peaceful face
Rockin blue sway pumas copped from ave
Unica phaser designs with fly birds kid
Boosted everything I put in shops from
To record cassettes even when I got caught I wouldn't stop
Havin' cops pull guns to my chest threating to kill me for no reason
Cause the way we was fresh
-Used to to get a reaction
When I whipped out a gun or a 24 inch machette for action

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Kangoroos patches... lee patches

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