song lyrics C mon lyrics
C MON
When he was a kid he was the joker low potential, straight mediocre Class clown, sneak off out the back door Long hair, leave a grease spot on the black board C Mon let me take off the bra Tryin to hit a home run in your mom s garage He loved graffiti, it opened him Creep down the alley with a can of restoleum Canvas that flat surface, then learn quick to control the nervousness As if they ain t building, he burnt the bridge and No he don t give a damn what the curfew is. Chased away all the saving grace while the old folks bitch about the way he s raised South side minne-atmosphere catch you runnin from the cops, it s for practice here But what do you know, he got older Trying to apply what childhood showed him Everybody left out in that cold He tried to learn how to manage all the weight on his shoulders We all want the easy life Just a piece of the pie that will keep us high So turn it up til the speakers cry And don t quit til you reach the sky- C MON
And as an adult, he took a good look Stayed away from the gangs and the crooks Even though he came from the same neighborhood He fully understood that game textbook Stay original- Be individual Push the pedal and never settle for the typical Feed your children, look out for your people Live and Let Live and each one teach those Good luck and get a tight defense And I hope you can depend on your higher sense Plant them seeds, let them grow for the followers felons The fallen soldiers. Hey rapper we know it don t stop So don t forget about the folks on your block Hey dope man what you doin with the cash crop Gettin fat, fuckin up fellow have-nots Hey preacher, polotician is that the house you live in? House and kitchen. Hey police man don t bother, Even as a kid I only played robbers and robbers. Hateful activists, Aggressive pacifists I ain t saying that you have to kill cops just look at your life, check what it s built off - C MON song lyrics
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