paroles de chanson Knock Knock - DaggaDaze

Knock Knock, its me again, the kid within
Here to piss off the adult your in
Its not playing out how you thought it would
You wanna stop, you wish you could

Jamaican hustle, American struggle
Ain't losing shit but gaining muscle
Just wanna sit around and color but I'm the objective juggler
Young one you've graduated, if you haven't planned out your life

Your fucked, no way to make it
Might as well party not give a shit
Your parents only poured their everything into you
Just for you to get intoxicated

Sit around your room your life procrastinated
At times you feel aw yeah I'm doing pretty good
Other times its like what the fuck is good
I know I hope one day it'll all be child's play

Life to decay, its really all one in the same, enjoy the game
That where my minds at, the experience is what life is, eh
In the end of the day most people are timid as fuck
And scared to stand up for themselves or what they believe in
I'm not that and will always speak the fuck up when I feel appropriate

Knock Knock, its me again, the kid within
Here to piss off the adult your in
Its not playing out how you thought it would
You wanna stop, you wish you could
Jamaican hustle, American struggle
Ain't losing shit but gaining muscle
Just wanna sit around and color but I'm the objective juggler

What I do need to stop doing, expecting sense and
Trying to help people who are so fucking
Good where they are, where they are
This world has work to be done and I'd like to make
My time alive worth while to more then just myself
I wanna help the needy but I gotta question

If they just greedy, pretending and preying on my sense of humanity
I fucking hate this bitch, stupid desire to get rich
When I was born rich, you dumb motherfuckers
Let them convince you and me of the opposite
Like we really gotta give our whole live to this shit
The grind somehow has some nonsense non-lived life honor in it

Knock Knock, its me again, the kid within
Here to piss off the adult your in
Its not playing out how you thought it would
You wanna stop, you wish you could
Jamaican hustle, American struggle
Ain't losing shit but gaining muscle
Just wanna sit around and color but I'm the objective juggler

Abortion, Terrorism, its coming through your eyes into your minds
Its much more then a voting system, a politician
Its the simple fact that this shit shouldn't be a question
And a human should be able to whatever the fuck
That human wants to do, do to itself
There's thing called consequenes
And you dont need a human to enforce this
And it comes in many wonderful packages, like
Late nights, stage frights, break-ups, throw-ups
Razor cuts, nightmares, no food, just drugs, mad friends, goal numb
Mom's sad, dad's mad, over-eating, feeling lost, good

Its so silly ya gotta be kidding me cause gah damn
I'd rather be dead than deal with these simpletons
But maybe I should take it in my power, stand up tall like a tower
Making these nayayers cower, cause i'm done being complacent with it
I'm done thinking the next guy got it
I'm done hoping the sense will become common
Yah mon, yah mon, yah mon

Knock Knock, its me again, the kid within
Here to piss off the adult your in
Its not playing out how you thought it would
You wanna stop, you wish you could
Jamaican hustle, American struggle
Ain't losing shit but gaining muscle
Just wanna sit around and color but I'm the objective juggler