Kid/Ulthood
Yeah
Let me take you back
Yeah
I went from kid to adult
A stubborn little cunt I was a kid to disown Dad I told you I'm grown
While I sit at home playin' on my PS2 gaming
From the AM to the AM missing all the 5 prayers
Got some new mates hanging after school at the skate park
Dulwich Hill, more like a mountain's where I came up
Lived in Earlwood to Canterbury but Dully's the main part
Underaged smoking making filters out of train cards
Turn the page round' the time I new when I was caught in the shit
Caught tellin' fibs
I new that I wasn't made out for this
I'd stir the shit
Till the fists was in the mix
Avert the sitch now everybody want the mince
I jump the fence?
Or take the hit?
Too many Sam's that wanna take a swing
Rumors get passed around like a chick with different dicks
I was a witness
Never about it, it wasn't my business
Until she got a dick pic
Ah shit that's it kid
You're done
Roll with us or get rolled over cunts
Refrain from arking up or you can call your mums
Got no funds in the pocket
They'll still snatch your wallet
Take anything you got and say thank you for your troubles
You'd be safe
The neighborhood's an ordinary place
But you got the fobs, the wogs, the Arabs and Asians
Separated but their intentions were never racist
Tension abrasive
It's just me against the nation
A white Indonesian who's muslim but can he claim it?
I'll throw a house party at dads while he's on vacation though
Making sure we have an even boy and girl ratio
Don't want a fucken cock fest
I want it like Project X so get the music
Lets have a fucken Poonfest bra
Lets have a fucken Poonfest bra
Lets have a fucken Poonfest bra and get rowdy
While the girls say howdy
We can kick the cunt out if he gets a little mouthy
I wanna get in hope the bitch will allow me
Then a shout from the front the older boys wanna party
Shit's different now
Been reminiscing how
2012 Was the year now 8 years missin'
I look back on my teens and damn I miss them
I used to be so persistent
Now it's missions,
I wanna get close to someone and catch feelings
She wanna be loved but she doesn't know the meaning
And I guess I don't know either
And I think I should be wiser
But I'm feeling like an adult with the mind of a minor
I went to pop caps now that shit's overrated
I went with Stef to cass now his bank account is draining
I blame it on the tax when the dosh is not adding up
I wing it like a snackbox her thighs are not fat enough
Isyak you're still a kid you're not man enough
You think you got the answers but you're posing like a mannequin
I'm looking to the lord and dad's asking if prayed again
A sinner from before I hope my prayers outweigh my sins
I'm feeling like Trevor
Me likkle gun drilla
I'm trynna find myself in hell but trouble comes quicker
I was jumping over fences
Now I'm jumping to conclusions
Wanna crack the cunt for nothing
Fore' was scared to even do it
I was scared
Now I'm scared to live Another's Dream
I'm scared of That Moment when the Sunshine beams
I'm scared I'm not Perfect and your words intervene
I'm prepared. I think I'm too Suave for the scene
Try telling me I'll say I Speak No English, speak nada
Speak Bahasa
Ku biasa lah you beg my pardon
You don't speak my language, have my tongue
That's why you can't see my vision, got fake shades on
I got the kid in me to keep the dream alive I swim against the tide
I let go of my past so I can take a dive
Coz I'm a king to dethrone
A king without the gold
And that is how a king went from kid to adult
Let me take you back
Yeah
I went from kid to adult
A stubborn little cunt I was a kid to disown Dad I told you I'm grown
While I sit at home playin' on my PS2 gaming
From the AM to the AM missing all the 5 prayers
Got some new mates hanging after school at the skate park
Dulwich Hill, more like a mountain's where I came up
Lived in Earlwood to Canterbury but Dully's the main part
Underaged smoking making filters out of train cards
Turn the page round' the time I new when I was caught in the shit
Caught tellin' fibs
I new that I wasn't made out for this
I'd stir the shit
Till the fists was in the mix
Avert the sitch now everybody want the mince
I jump the fence?
Or take the hit?
Too many Sam's that wanna take a swing
Rumors get passed around like a chick with different dicks
I was a witness
Never about it, it wasn't my business
Until she got a dick pic
Ah shit that's it kid
You're done
Roll with us or get rolled over cunts
Refrain from arking up or you can call your mums
Got no funds in the pocket
They'll still snatch your wallet
Take anything you got and say thank you for your troubles
You'd be safe
The neighborhood's an ordinary place
But you got the fobs, the wogs, the Arabs and Asians
Separated but their intentions were never racist
Tension abrasive
It's just me against the nation
A white Indonesian who's muslim but can he claim it?
I'll throw a house party at dads while he's on vacation though
Making sure we have an even boy and girl ratio
Don't want a fucken cock fest
I want it like Project X so get the music
Lets have a fucken Poonfest bra
Lets have a fucken Poonfest bra
Lets have a fucken Poonfest bra and get rowdy
While the girls say howdy
We can kick the cunt out if he gets a little mouthy
I wanna get in hope the bitch will allow me
Then a shout from the front the older boys wanna party
Shit's different now
Been reminiscing how
2012 Was the year now 8 years missin'
I look back on my teens and damn I miss them
I used to be so persistent
Now it's missions,
I wanna get close to someone and catch feelings
She wanna be loved but she doesn't know the meaning
And I guess I don't know either
And I think I should be wiser
But I'm feeling like an adult with the mind of a minor
I went to pop caps now that shit's overrated
I went with Stef to cass now his bank account is draining
I blame it on the tax when the dosh is not adding up
I wing it like a snackbox her thighs are not fat enough
Isyak you're still a kid you're not man enough
You think you got the answers but you're posing like a mannequin
I'm looking to the lord and dad's asking if prayed again
A sinner from before I hope my prayers outweigh my sins
I'm feeling like Trevor
Me likkle gun drilla
I'm trynna find myself in hell but trouble comes quicker
I was jumping over fences
Now I'm jumping to conclusions
Wanna crack the cunt for nothing
Fore' was scared to even do it
I was scared
Now I'm scared to live Another's Dream
I'm scared of That Moment when the Sunshine beams
I'm scared I'm not Perfect and your words intervene
I'm prepared. I think I'm too Suave for the scene
Try telling me I'll say I Speak No English, speak nada
Speak Bahasa
Ku biasa lah you beg my pardon
You don't speak my language, have my tongue
That's why you can't see my vision, got fake shades on
I got the kid in me to keep the dream alive I swim against the tide
I let go of my past so I can take a dive
Coz I'm a king to dethrone
A king without the gold
And that is how a king went from kid to adult
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Writer(s): Isyak Bahrum
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