Growin' Up

Текст песни Brownside - Growin' Up

Growin’ Up Lyrics[Verse 1: Trouble]
Life in the hood, I was just a young ass kid
I used to look up to the thangs that my real G's did
I was just a little youngsta trying to gain my respect
Cause doing jales was my way to hide the pain and neglect
And pops he left us alone so I was just a lil ese left to learn on his own
And mom, she did what she could
But I was destined to experience my life in the hood and do the things that I saw
And these crooked juras have determined all of my hate for the law
And yeah we went through some bad
Like eating noodles out of cups with no lights in the pad
And sometimes I felt a burden when I seen she was mad
And I felt the shame in her face
When she seen her son was headed down the wrong bad place
When I hit the halls on a bid
I had to face up all these muthafucken shit that I did
But I just acted a fool running up on enemigas
From de linea from school
And ended up in the box
Getting visits while I just stood in my cortez and socks
But these the things that you did
If you were raised inside the varrio growing up as a kid
(Growing up as a kid)
[Hook: Wicked]
I reminisce and then I find
Many memorias on my mind
So much stress that we went through
Growing up a knuckle headed fool
Aquí en mi corazón esta
Las palabras de mi ama
Despensa se que se aguito
Pero fui morro que solo creció

[Verse 2: Toker]
Grew up in the streets I did what I had to do
Fucking up at a young age, a little hardheaded fool
Hanging on the block coming home late at night
Getting suspended from school behind a punk ass fight
It seemed like everything I did got me In trouble with pops
From getting caught at ditching parties to getting chased by the cops
Simon ese, now that I sit back it's a trip
I remember the first time I sat back and took a hit
It was on after that I muthafucken went crazy
I used to watch "Dukes Of Hazard"
And Jack Off To Daisy
Damn Ese, If That Ain't A Trip
Tell Me What Is
I Remember Getting Hard Ons
Behind A Simple Ass Kiss
Yeah That Was Me
A Little Young Ass Cabron
I Remember Mom's Tripping
The First Time I Came Home Pelon
She Used To Get On Me
Behind Dressing Like I Did
Used To Smell My Fingers
To See If They Smelled Like Weed
Simon Ese
Straight Fucking Up At A Young Age
I Remember Robbing Fools
With A Sawed-Off 12-Gauge
I Became Who I Became
And I'm Good At What I Do
Now I Wouldn't Think Twice
To Smoke A Punk Ass Fool
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wicked]
Went Through A Difficult Time
Learning To Except The Fact
That Moms & Pops
Never Really Had My Back
All I Had Was Gangsta Rap
Plus A Pad & A Pen
Trip Out Homie
This Is How My Story Begins
Remember Sporting Chuck Taylors
And Creased Up Corduroys
The Lemon Lime Widows
Twenty Dollars Homeboy
I Been Smoking Desde Ahí
Aprendí - To Open Los Ojos
Por Eso Estoy Aquí
Wanted To Be
The Next Mexicano Rapping
Since It Wasn't Cracking
I Went Pistol Packing
Now Lady Luck
She Forgot About Mine
I Had To Come Up
Slanging Nick Nacks & Dimes
So Until The Lord Gives Me A Call
I Will Stand Tall
Giving It My Blood, Sweat & Tears
Until I Fall
Growing Up Was A Must
My Childhood Was Gone
So Prepare For Something Wicked
This Where It Comes
We All Face Different Situations
As A Youngsta
Even Moms & Pops
Or Everybody’s Gone
Yeah You Know The Same Ol Song

[Hook] (x2)2