C'mon
he was a kid he was the joker 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 mom's He graffiti, it opened him Creeped down the alley with a can of Canvas, that flat He learned quick to the nervousness If it buildin he burnt the bridge And no he dont give a damn what the is Chased away all the saving While them old folks about the way hes raised Southside Get ya running from the just for practice here Well what do ya know he got Trying to apply what childhood him Everybody left out in cold To try to learn how to manage all weight on his shoulders We all want the life a piece of the pie that'll keep us high So turn it up the speakers cry And don't quit til' you the sky, c'mon
c'mon
And as an adult he took a look Stayed away from the gangs and the Even though he came from the neighborhood So he fully understood that gang Stay original be the pedal and never settle for the typical Feed your children look out for your Live and let live and each one teach luck get a tight defense And i hope you can depend on your higher Blanked let em grow for The followers, felons, the fallen Hey rapper, we know it stop But don't forget about the folks on block hey dopeman you doin with the cash crop fuckin up gettin fat, fuckin up fellow nots hey preacher, is that the you live in how's the hey policeman bother as a kid i only played robbers and robbers headphone pacifists i aint you gotta kill cops just look at your life what its built off