Tonedeff
Children
One day you'll look back at your life and wonder, like "what the fuck was I thinking"/Puffing and drinking at seven - public delinquent/Setting yourself up for nothing, just loving life, cussing & beefing/Without knowing what to believe in/Or even care for that matter, cause you're too young to be hunting for reason/When school days are your function of meeting/And looking back on the days when the term 'back in the day' wasn't existent/You wonder if who you were is who you are this instant/'Cause when you're 10 you're not far from an infant/Or when prom could be listed down as your longest commitment/Shit, time has a wicked sense of humor that's harshly sadistic/It puts what you did wrong, in the distance by foggin your senses/I harbor resentment for bandwagons, and tailgators,Braggart cats who ain't graduate with a penchant for brand-fashionLittle miss know it all bitches, and Bully-Ass bastards with bad manners/So, if you can't stand it, let's demand action/You see - hindsight is 20/20 as motherfucker/Some people never learn from others, cause they love to suffer/I'm being real with y'all, I seldom bunch my tongue up/Yet, to this day, I never had the balls to say 'fuck' in front my mother/I've come to realize the world changes with every summer/Letras de cancionesSundown to sun up, the seasons run out asunder/I've seen the power of drugs, of greed and the violence of guns/And the people somehow get numb, as evil devours the young,With a feeble amount of love instilled in em,Meanwhile even teachers don't wanna build with 'em/But I realized that I can still hit em, and see inside where the chill bit em/With heat provided by a lil rhythm/I seek to guide whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I can/'Cause I wished I received a bit a this, but I was doomed to withstand/The unscrupulous manner In which I learned, with ruthless abandon/Now, due to demand?children behold the truth is at hand/See, them cats you hanging with now, is who you are/And they'll become their parents, so look at them and decide if that's who you wanna be/Honestly, think about their qualities,/You're probably exhibiting parts of these people's behaviors chronically/Call me a saint to warn ya - see that bitch that thinks she's the shitAt 15 with the heaving tits, the type kids would just fiend to get/Will end up pregnant before she hits community college, broke and soon to be joblessAbused by the dude she gets high with/See, little girls believe every love is true and it's timeless/Till they get fucked by 'Mr. Cool' and guess who ends up crying/But guys ain't no stranger to the forces of nature/We're only out for pussy, that's why we split with no good reason to break up/Now, Mr. Popularity?is just that.In 10 years, he'll be Mr. Popularity with a bad job and a mustasche/So, fuck that socialite bullshit that they force upon you/Believe me, this is the exact course I've gone through.Fly your own way - Do your own thing/Fuck what they say - Follow your own swing/Use your mind now - Don't get swept up/Use time well - Don't get kept up/Live your own life - Get your taste right/Find your own vibe - Fuck what they likeDon't get caught up - Live in your own skinSee, most motherfuckers are sheep, it was true then and it still is/Take away the uniforms, y'all will dress the same way to fit in/Nowadays I see ya?doing whatever you see on TV/Media Brainwashed, buying a new trend every 3 weeks/And you're knee deep in cheap weed, liquor?there's even STD's in pre-teensIt's different now?So, fuck whatever we think/Right? Well, ya might be. Things have only changed ever so slightly/Like?Same Jordans minus the swoosh from Nike/I see it's worse then ever. There's no respect and no thirst to endeavour/Just kids that want to be first in the center/With no work ethic - to earn their own personal shelter,Bursting with pent up aggression, these are the things you observe as an elder/'Cause when you grow it hurts to stay inside your shell/I'll prolly rewrite this song in 20 years, and dedicate it to myself/I guess the jist of it is, that when you're big, you'll just miss how you lived/And when you're a kid, you'll just wish you were big/So For now.[Chorus]Why Don't You Fly On By/If Your Flock Dives You'll DieYou can get up under the wind and glide away/The Sky is big enough for everybody.You don't have to live life the normal way/Just Glide Your Own Way.
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