C'mon
When he was a kid he was the Low potential, mediocre Class clown, sneak off out the back hair leave a grease spot on the black board C'mon honey off that bra Tryin to hit a homerun in your garage He loved graffiti, it him Creeped down the alley with a can of Canvas, flat surface He learned quick to control the If it buildin he burnt the bridge And no he dont give a what the curfew is Chased away all the saving While them old folks bitch about the way hes Minneatmosphere Get ya running from the cops just for practice Well do ya know he got older to apply what childhood showed him Everybody out in that cold To try to learn how to manage all that on his shoulders We all want the easy life a piece of the pie that'll keep us So turn it up the speakers cry And don't quit til' you the sky, c'mon
c'mon
And as an he took a good look Stayed away the gangs and the crooks Even though he came the same neighborhood So he fully understood that gang Stay original be Push the pedal and never for the typical Feed your children look out for people Live and let live and one teach those luck get a tight defense And i hope you can on your higher sense emcees let em grow for The followers, felons, the fallen Hey rapper, we know it stop But don't forget the folks on your block hey dopeman you doin with the cash crop up gettin fat, fuckin up fellow have nots hey preacher, is that the you live in how's the hey dont bother even as a kid i played robbers and robbers activists aggressive i aint saying you kill cops just look at your life what its built off