Текст (слова) песни: The Coup - Hard Concrete

While growing up in the ghetto
My time went fast
see I be stealing from the grown ups
running from the tasks
as i dash through the grass everyday
skipping class
my daddy dont be tripping
so you can kiss my ass
pass the doogie doobie lefthand side
only nine years old getting high getting high
I wonder why my teacher`s sweating me
I did my history It dont relate to me
my gpa 1.3
see i remember places the names streets dates
anybody rolling with stolen license plates
but if that faked out of date shit
wasnt in my way
ask me anything or where im from
i bet i get an A minus
in fact i am the finest
counting male faster than you can say your highness
dont combat me with dryness
cos i know the definition of any slang word
so what`s that synonym you`re wishing?
I want to be a lawyer
accused of a liar like LaToya
so im dropping the fourth grade
slinging lemonade
I am my own keeper
a young o`erachiever
ten cents a cup, im a gonna have to leave that shit to beaver
now I lay me down to sleep
cos i cant eat my noodles right
dead bodies every other night

we fucking up the appetite
tragedy is an everyday thing
put on a video game sit some time
if i can stand the pain
give me the knowledge from the street
now watch me learn it
I went to get a job
but too young for a work permit
dont come my way (fool)
I might just have to gack
they say we growing up fast
but we just dying faster

chorus
always dropping the good or villain cop
slam the child on the hard concrete
repeat
Well it`s June 17th
it couldnt have came to me no quicker
11 years old
my chest a little thicker
how you figger
my life is gonna be bigger and better
when that path im rolling on
is similar to that crooked letter
once i get a better view
to check out that avenue
its drug infested
planted there just for me to be tested
on the hard concrete
now it`s three years later
came for me literally
caught me up stacking that refrigerator
ator
catching shirley down the block
in the bucket
she stepped to the back
that`s when i stuck it fuck it
my first piece of butt
it was just my luck
cause nine months later
at my door she showed up
damn I was stuck
reminiscing in my seat
I just turned sixteen but to me
it`s not sweet
no edumaction
this combination of ghetto life
is a straine pass the ben gay cream
Eighteen looking as old as Don King
The indo in my brain
keep asking my
how many years is it until my life expectancy
well let`s see
another three done take away
and now the hustling games a part of me
everyday
my life is on the line
fool you can catch my fist
cos any other place
can be a better place than this
im now dismissed
my body hit the concrete
the bullet had no name
as it was introduced to me
the next morning
headline front page
young man shot cos of death of age

Try to rise above it all
or drown in ...
chorus
man this is really something repeat

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: The Coup - Hard Concrete While growing up in the ghetto My time went fast see I be stealing from the grown ups running from the tasks as i dash through the grass everyday skipping class my daddy dont be tripping so you can kiss my ass pass the doogie doobie lefthand side only nine years old getting high getting high I wonder why my teacher`s sweating me I did my history It dont relate to me my gpa 1.3 see i remember places the names streets dates anybody rolling with stolen license plates but if that faked out of date shit wasnt in my way ask me anything or where im from i bet i get an A minus in fact i am the finest counting male faster than you can say your highness dont combat me with dryness cos i know the definition of any slang word so what`s that synonym you`re wishing? I want to be a lawyer accused of a liar like LaToya so im dropping the fourth grade slinging lemonade I am my own keeper a young o`erachiever ten cents a cup, im a gonna have to leave that shit to beaver now I lay me down to sleep cos i cant eat my noodles right dead bodies every other night we fucking up the appetite tragedy is an everyday thing put on a video game sit some time if i can stand the pain give me the knowledge from the street now watch me learn it I went to get a job but too young for a work permit dont come my way (fool) I might just have to gack they say we growing up fast but we just dying faster chorus always dropping the good or villain cop slam the child on the hard concrete repeat Well it`s June 17th it couldnt have came to me no quicker 11 years old my chest a little thicker how you figger my life is gonna be bigger and better when that path im rolling on is similar to that crooked letter once i get a better view to check out that avenue its drug infested planted there just for me to be tested on the hard concrete now it`s three years later came for me literally caught me up stacking that refrigerator ator catching shirley down the block in the bucket she stepped to the back that`s when i stuck it fuck it my first piece of butt it was just my luck cause nine months later at my door she showed up damn I was stuck reminiscing in my seat I just turned sixteen but to me it`s not sweet no edumaction this combination of ghetto life is a straine pass the ben gay cream Eighteen looking as old as Don King The indo in my brain keep asking my how many years is it until my life expectancy well let`s see another three done take away and now the hustling games a part of me everyday my life is on the line fool you can catch my fist cos any other place can be a better place than this im now dismissed my body hit the concrete the bullet had no name as it was introduced to me the next morning headline front page young man shot cos of death of age Try to rise above it all or drown in ... chorus man this is really something repeat Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hard Concrete: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/10974.html Все тексты песен: The Coup » The Coup - Foul Play » The Coup - Party Music » The Coup - Fat Cats, Bigga Fish » The Coup - The Coup » The Coup - Hip 2 Tha Skeme » The Coup - Underdogs » The Coup - Hard Concrete » The Coup - The Liberation of Lonzo Williams » The Coup - Everything » The Coup - No More Prisons » The Coup - 5 Million Ways to Kill a CEO » The Coup - Funk 12" » The Coup - Funk » The Coup - Pimps » The Coup - The Name Game » The Coup - Me and Jesus the Pimp in a `79 Granada L » The Coup - Funk (Remix) » The Coup - I Know You » The Coup - Heven Tonite » The Coup - Last Blunt Рекомендуем скачать: » Дмитрий Дугинов - Ты опять не придешь, я опять промолчу, словно все так и надо... » Демидыч - Цыганская любовь » ДДТ - Контрреволюция » ДДТ, Юрий Шевчук - Конец света » Дина Баймухаметова - Пора уходить... » Децл - Слезы » Дмитрий Воронков - Против хода » Дети Picasso - Африка » Другие правила - Другие правила » Дельфин - Дилер » Дельфин - Сахар » Дмитрий Воронков - Две гитары » Дмитрий Воронков - Дар » Давид Тухманов - Но все-таки лето » Диана Феоктистова - Средневековая колыбельная » ДДТ, Юрий Шевчук - Поэт » Дмитрий Дугинов - Парусник » Дубовый Гаайъ - Психолирика » ДДТ, Юрий Шевчук - Ни шагу назад » Дмитрий Дугинов - Бумажные корабли
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