paroles de chanson Shorties Kaught in the System - Lord Finesse

Back in the days I was livin' swell see
I was ridin' bikes, rollerskatin' & playin' skelzies
But nowadays shit is different
Little kids be riffin', the motherfuckers won't listen
Instead of shootin' tops they shoot Glocks
They point 'em at cops (Blam) and that's the way they get props
Yo, they do what they wanna
Fuck a 9-to-5, they makin' G's on the corner
Material things is what they want to scoop
They can't get shit like that, workin' for no summer youth
They got clients, they livin' like giants
They got the whole drug shit to a science
They got, jewels and beepers, hundred dollar sneakers
Lexus coupes: Windows down boomin' the speakers
They got, bitches in flavors, probably fuckin' your neighbor
C'mon! They got shit under control like the mayor
Man, you see the news today
So how you gonna tell these little kids that school's the way?
Yo, it ain't about I.Q.
Some of these kids are makin' more than doctors
And didn't finish high school
Teenagers are caught up in the system
And God forbid if you front on 'em or try to diss 'em
They got everything, from Nines to shotguns
And they'll put 2 in your chest and lounge til' the cops come
If you ain't from the ghetto this is undercover
But in 94, shit is real like a motherfucker
Tryin' to strive 9-to-5 out in the street
There's no rain or shine, trying to get ends to meet
Fuck the cops they don't obey the law
And if you ain't catch on by now, I ain't even tryin' to say no more
I don't give a fuck!
I'm just a squirrel, that's out to get a nut
What? That shit sucks!
And besides, I wouldn't make enough
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