Im 23, I Rap Battle, and Im PHUCKN Hungry. Bring Your shyt!
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Im 23, I Rap Battle, and Im PHuckn Hungry as Hell! Bring YER SHYT!!!
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Story behind the song
Describing my Childhood, and tryn to make sense of it.
Lyrics
I misunderstood my childhood, cant recover, I was born old and Im only gettn younger.
Im an old soul had to grow up speedily, you learn to keep yer mouth shut when people fall from Balconies . , I tell my Priest all my tragedy, when HE cried in front of me it shook all the faith right outta me.
if I died right now I, probably wouldn’t rest in PEACE, got too many inner demons tryna get a piece of me.
Like the Gangs did, to the black kids, who had no chance of livn, cuz they had no Ceiln under which they could be living. Becoming victims of the vicious cycle, they need religious bibles, Instead of fightn white robes, they should be the bright folks, wearing the white coats, instead of these cut throats, Tryna choke ya dead, if ya had some long rope, ready to hang em selfs, cuz they gang said.
At the mall after dark, I just turned twelve, saw a man get stabbed in his head – But, “oh Well”
I didn’t see a thing, just got my report card , I had like 3 B’s… Although I tried hard
Looks to me like I had bigger problems then he did, cuz with 3 B’s I could COUNT ON A BEAT’N.
And when I say BEAT’N, Dawg I mean Treatment, was needed, left my knees bleed’N, police and detectives, got the directive, to do whats expected to keep the children of the house safe and protected. by Judges who were holdn grudges ,against the evil people who were puttn kids in crutchs… jails were filln up like sponges, mostly the dumb ones, waitn to be wiped off the surface , like smuges.
Some of us, try to stay the HOLY ONES, but when yer facing guns, yer the one RAISING GUNS.
Eye for an Eye Tooth For a Tooth, Fight Fire with Fire, Believe yer own truth.
