Текст песни Skinnyman - Hayden
Skinnyman - Hayden слова песни
Teachers who saw their education as a blessinCome to school now all in a sort of depressionAll o` da kids in the class, they all stressinThe teacher`s just waitin for that first kid to test himSo school doesn`t seem like its any kind of lessonWe`re out on the streets tryna make our possessionThe manor that we`re from has turned like spaghetti westernWith itchy fingers on da triggers ready for the pressin and its...Pure depression, I`m standin at the crossroadsThinkin bout all the other children of the lost soulsAnd now we only aim for goals that we can seeAnother brother thought he saw his future shottin BHe`s 19 an` he`s caught wid a half a KeeSo now he ain`t comin` home until he`s 33What a waste of a lifeJus` like a criss girl I knew who fucked man for a taste of pipeNo-one`s ready to face up to these fightsBut you find some mad shit on these council estates at nightSo lock your shit down safe an tightAnd stand firm like a soldier so you don`t lose face, all right?The police patrol the streets like beastsInstead of chasin the thiefs they pull us up and give us beatsSo we run these streets red, kids are holdin their headAs they drivin around on their stolen pedsThey`re just dealin the cards that life has dealt emHalf of their crews are now lockdown in FelthamSchools an` probation just can`t seem to help demThe law has made sure that they`ve grown to resent demDon`t ask them now what is their life representinTo get through their day is their sole intentionAn you can`t tell them that they`re wrongCoz they`re all men-child and feel they know what`s goin onThey haven`t got no time to enjoy jus bein young or havin funThey out there keepin it headstrongThey couldn`t let Skinnyman come and advise themThey look at me as if my words was patronisinThey can`t think about no long-term plansWhen they just young boys tryin to be some o` da mans demThey can`t think about no long term plansWhen they just young boys tryin to be some o` da mans them...