Times of Adolescence
Yeah I had shootings at my door you aren't seen that before
Why you acting like you was?
Pause... Bunch of phoney rappers
Yeah am looking at the sky now cuz we all need answers
Am growing out my hair now... Cuz they antennas
It's just one of those days... Juel Santana
Or maybe Kano, it's just typical me with a corn roll
When I was young I got beats by the Cain yo mum never played yo
When it came to the discipline
You spoil the rod then you spoil the child
Nowadays we all running wild, cry me a river still in denial
I can't say I was perfect but never was a demon child
Yeah I made mistakes tryna play sick today
Ah noh wan go school today...
Ah say ah no wan go school today
Reminiscing back, used to put books in my trousers to ease the pain when the teacher's whoop me...
I always dread it like whoopi
Caught out again got me feeling like oopsy
And play fighting got me thinking I was Bruce Lee
Tripped on the rubble, going home with a bruised knee
Plus I got a sour ass Whipped from the Cane
I guess it made me who I am today
Flash backs from adolescence
It's all part of life's lessons
Thinking deep now I'm writing these sentence
It is what it is; shed tears over those that are gone with the breeze
Swear down you are truly missed, I feel the pain like its crucifix
Ay yo Grandma I love you, wish I could hug you
I hope you free cuz I want to
Nike sneaks in baggy jeans since a whacky teen
With the weed up in the baggy
Sipping Bucky with my g's
Planning on my future plan to scram a couple p's
Times of adolescence feeling free up in the summer breeze
Peace to you and every other human kind
My Mother used to clip my ear for doing what i like
Coked up in the nightlife, holding my pint
Lessons that I've learnt, still I never listen
Never got regrets for what happened in the distance
Tomorrow don't exist
And like K.P this shit will get taken in an instance
Been a lost soul since an infant
With a sense of thinking, fully drunk drinking
Spitting something to make a def man listen
The funk and the groove
Cuz when your paralysed it makes ya move
Life is a gift and life is a fight
Best put up your knuckles up
Best get ready to get hit like
Why you acting like you was?
Pause... Bunch of phoney rappers
Yeah am looking at the sky now cuz we all need answers
Am growing out my hair now... Cuz they antennas
It's just one of those days... Juel Santana
Or maybe Kano, it's just typical me with a corn roll
When I was young I got beats by the Cain yo mum never played yo
When it came to the discipline
You spoil the rod then you spoil the child
Nowadays we all running wild, cry me a river still in denial
I can't say I was perfect but never was a demon child
Yeah I made mistakes tryna play sick today
Ah noh wan go school today...
Ah say ah no wan go school today
Reminiscing back, used to put books in my trousers to ease the pain when the teacher's whoop me...
I always dread it like whoopi
Caught out again got me feeling like oopsy
And play fighting got me thinking I was Bruce Lee
Tripped on the rubble, going home with a bruised knee
Plus I got a sour ass Whipped from the Cane
I guess it made me who I am today
Flash backs from adolescence
It's all part of life's lessons
Thinking deep now I'm writing these sentence
It is what it is; shed tears over those that are gone with the breeze
Swear down you are truly missed, I feel the pain like its crucifix
Ay yo Grandma I love you, wish I could hug you
I hope you free cuz I want to
Nike sneaks in baggy jeans since a whacky teen
With the weed up in the baggy
Sipping Bucky with my g's
Planning on my future plan to scram a couple p's
Times of adolescence feeling free up in the summer breeze
Peace to you and every other human kind
My Mother used to clip my ear for doing what i like
Coked up in the nightlife, holding my pint
Lessons that I've learnt, still I never listen
Never got regrets for what happened in the distance
Tomorrow don't exist
And like K.P this shit will get taken in an instance
Been a lost soul since an infant
With a sense of thinking, fully drunk drinking
Spitting something to make a def man listen
The funk and the groove
Cuz when your paralysed it makes ya move
Life is a gift and life is a fight
Best put up your knuckles up
Best get ready to get hit like
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