Uh, yeah, yeah,
Uh huh,
Do do doot
Doo do doo
Doo do doot
Doo doo
Doo doo
Doo doo do doot
Verse:
Now,
Listen up
Darrien take care of your child
Your seed, Your son, don't need to grow up
By the gun, see,
I love you like my brother
Since the age of 8 I knew ya
And I would hate to see the streets screw ya,
Take care of your girl
Even when she driving you crazy
Treat your lady
If not for yourself
Do for that baby
Cause what would effect me most
Would to see
Another beautiful black child
Torn by the streets,
As I sit in my seat
And write these words
Know in my heart
Is all love
This is not to diss ya
Or come at you in any kind of way
This is to say
I want to see you healthy
Living another day
What can I say
Even when we don't speak
On a Basis Like we used to
I care for all of BullyGang
But be careful what you preach
What you getting from these streets
No laced shit
Cause it'd make you from being sane
To a freak
Call me the old head
If you will
Cause I'm using my power in this platform
To speak,
Of the daily struggles and issues we have Arised from, and we still ain't hit our peak
You call yourself BullyBoy
And be reppin' BullGang
In a freestyle sess
I said I was bullied all the time
You said you've never been bullied dang
Well that's not true
Cause I know you
And your past
Abusive household
The root of the cause was your dad
What a cycle
It's sad,
Verse 2:
Going through my shit
I, took the route
With the pen and pad
Had many issues with my pops
And my mom was mad
But I was angry at her too
Felt abused
Used, crossed up like political views
And I can't even pin the blame all on her
My older sis and big brother
Take some of the blame
Stand up to the plate
You both know
When we were younger
Both of you didn't want to have anything
To do with me
Big sis
Can't we play a game
Go to the mall
For f*cks sake
Can we do anything
Nope!
You just stayed in your room
Locked away
Maybe I get my habit
From being a little kid watching you
Hook:
Now I don't to start a thing
I'm just being true
This is whooo I am
This is not for you
This shit is just for me
Let me free my sins
With my pen
Now I don't to start a thing
I'm just setting freeee
All of my pain!
I'm just Tryna make a rap
See it through
And Make it through this Game
Verse 3:
Now I get it
Not everyone has issues like I do
So maybe you could never understand
Being stranded in your mind
Without a single sign of help in the view
I've been Scrutinized for being black
Living my life in f*cking VA
Niggas hating me
Calling me white
Cause of what I say
See that's the mentality that's killing everybody with my pigment of skin
Kill or be killed shit
The same mentality got keep
Our mothers
Crying over their little boys
Our brothers
Getting murdered from kin
We gotta stand up
For what's right
Really pay attention
To what you saying
I do this for the young Kings and queens
Yea this is for the children
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English
Uh, yeah, yeah,
Uh huh,
Do do doot
Doo do doo
Doo do doot
Doo doo
Doo doo
Doo doo do doot
Verse:
Now,
Listen up
Darrien take care of your child
Your seed, Your son, don't need to grow up
By the gun, see,
I love you like my brother
Since the age of 8 I knew ya
And I would hate to see the streets screw ya,
Take care of your girl
Even when she driving you crazy
Treat your lady
If not for yourself
Do for that baby
Cause what would effect me most
Would to see
Another beautiful black child
Torn by the streets,
As I sit in my seat
And write these words
Know in my heart
Is all love
This is not to diss ya
Or come at you in any kind of way
This is to say
I want to see you healthy
Living another day
What can I say
Even when we don't speak
On a Basis Like we used to
I care for all of BullyGang
But be careful what you preach
What you getting from these streets
No laced shit
Cause it'd make you from being sane
To a freak
Call me the old head
If you will
Cause I'm using my power in this platform
To speak,
Of the daily struggles and issues we have Arised from, and we still ain't hit our peak
You call yourself BullyBoy
And be reppin' BullGang
In a freestyle sess
I said I was bullied all the time
You said you've never been bullied dang
Well that's not true
Cause I know you
And your past
Abusive household
The root of the cause was your dad
What a cycle
It's sad,
Verse 2:
Going through my shit
I, took the route
With the pen and pad
Had many issues with my pops
And my mom was mad
But I was angry at her too
Felt abused
Used, crossed up like political views
And I can't even pin the blame all on her
My older sis and big brother
Take some of the blame
Stand up to the plate
You both know
When we were younger
Both of you didn't want to have anything
To do with me
Big sis
Can't we play a game
Go to the mall
For f*cks sake
Can we do anything
Nope!
You just stayed in your room
Locked away
Maybe I get my habit
From being a little kid watching you
Hook:
Now I don't to start a thing
I'm just being true
This is whooo I am
This is not for you
This shit is just for me
Let me free my sins
With my pen
Now I don't to start a thing
I'm just setting freeee
All of my pain!
I'm just Tryna make a rap
See it through
And Make it through this Game
Verse 3:
Now I get it
Not everyone has issues like I do
So maybe you could never understand
Being stranded in your mind
Without a single sign of help in the view
I've been Scrutinized for being black
Living my life in f*cking VA
Niggas hating me
Calling me white
Cause of what I say
See that's the mentality that's killing everybody with my pigment of skin
Kill or be killed shit
The same mentality got keep
Our mothers
Crying over their little boys
Our brothers
Getting murdered from kin
We gotta stand up
For what's right
Really pay attention
To what you saying
I do this for the young Kings and queens
Yea this is for the children
Uh huh,
Do do doot
Doo do doo
Doo do doot
Doo doo
Doo doo
Doo doo do doot
Verse:
Now,
Listen up
Darrien take care of your child
Your seed, Your son, don't need to grow up
By the gun, see,
I love you like my brother
Since the age of 8 I knew ya
And I would hate to see the streets screw ya,
Take care of your girl
Even when she driving you crazy
Treat your lady
If not for yourself
Do for that baby
Cause what would effect me most
Would to see
Another beautiful black child
Torn by the streets,
As I sit in my seat
And write these words
Know in my heart
Is all love
This is not to diss ya
Or come at you in any kind of way
This is to say
I want to see you healthy
Living another day
What can I say
Even when we don't speak
On a Basis Like we used to
I care for all of BullyGang
But be careful what you preach
What you getting from these streets
No laced shit
Cause it'd make you from being sane
To a freak
Call me the old head
If you will
Cause I'm using my power in this platform
To speak,
Of the daily struggles and issues we have Arised from, and we still ain't hit our peak
You call yourself BullyBoy
And be reppin' BullGang
In a freestyle sess
I said I was bullied all the time
You said you've never been bullied dang
Well that's not true
Cause I know you
And your past
Abusive household
The root of the cause was your dad
What a cycle
It's sad,
Verse 2:
Going through my shit
I, took the route
With the pen and pad
Had many issues with my pops
And my mom was mad
But I was angry at her too
Felt abused
Used, crossed up like political views
And I can't even pin the blame all on her
My older sis and big brother
Take some of the blame
Stand up to the plate
You both know
When we were younger
Both of you didn't want to have anything
To do with me
Big sis
Can't we play a game
Go to the mall
For f*cks sake
Can we do anything
Nope!
You just stayed in your room
Locked away
Maybe I get my habit
From being a little kid watching you
Hook:
Now I don't to start a thing
I'm just being true
This is whooo I am
This is not for you
This shit is just for me
Let me free my sins
With my pen
Now I don't to start a thing
I'm just setting freeee
All of my pain!
I'm just Tryna make a rap
See it through
And Make it through this Game
Verse 3:
Now I get it
Not everyone has issues like I do
So maybe you could never understand
Being stranded in your mind
Without a single sign of help in the view
I've been Scrutinized for being black
Living my life in f*cking VA
Niggas hating me
Calling me white
Cause of what I say
See that's the mentality that's killing everybody with my pigment of skin
Kill or be killed shit
The same mentality got keep
Our mothers
Crying over their little boys
Our brothers
Getting murdered from kin
We gotta stand up
For what's right
Really pay attention
To what you saying
I do this for the young Kings and queens
Yea this is for the children