Growing Pains

Chorus

Ready for the World/ do you really think so/ survival takes more/ so slow yo role/ when you young everything fun/ these streets will have a youngster sprung/ wit polluted lungs/ and blazin guns/ cutting school breakin rules/  down to straight act a fool/ momma told you slow it down/ but you as stubborn as a mule/ you thought you knew/ now you surprised/ to see it with yo own eyes/ all yo homies on the rise/ and times is passing you by/

Verse One

Look here, I been spittin flopws/ since back in the 5^th grade/ itchin bout getting paid/ bombin like Cool J/ tenders up on the Jim bob/ Skillz up on the beat box/ in the back of the school/ blazin a kid wit heat rocks/ Junio High wasn’t nothing but a fashion show/ 8^th grade, fan club/ time to mash some more/ blaze the flow/ gone head and cash the dough/ get a shorty on my tip/ gone and pass her so/ what’s next, sweet sex and a Dr. visit/ gotta tell mom and pop you done plucked a chicken/ not to mention/ ain’t got a pot to piss in/ it’s hot in the kitchen/ maybe you should stop and listen/

Chorus

Ready for the World/ do you really think so/ survival takes more/ so slow yo role/ when you young everything fun/ these streets will have a youngster sprung/ wit polluted lungs/ and blazin guns/ cutting school breakin rules/  down to straight act a fool/ momma told you slow it down/ but you as stubborn as a mule/ you thought you knew/ now you surprised/ to see it with yo own eyes/ all yo homies on the rise/ and times is passing you by/

Verse two

Okay, yo flows a little tighter/ now you thuggin for a struggle/ but you pockets kind of slim/ gone head bag a hustle/ boy don’t let yo momma catch you/ won’t you daddy to split yo wig/ and to top it all off/ you done went and made a kid/ ain’t no NFL for you/ got a extra mouth to feed/ feel that stress creepin up/ so you blowin hell a trees/ what’s next, cop a gat/ gone head rob a cat/ 2 steps from the clink/ where them real killas at

Chorus

 Ready for the World/ do you really think so/ survival takes more/ so slow yo role/ when you young everything fun/ these streets will have a youngster sprung/ wit polluted lungs/ and blazin guns/ cutting school breakin rules/  down to straight act a fool/ momma told you slow it down/ but you as stubborn as a mule/ you thought you knew/ now you surprised/ to see it with yo own eyes/ all yo homies on the rise/ and times is passing you by/

Verse Three

Telephones to broken homes/ call yo son his mom is gone/ daddy ain’t there anyway/ how much can you really say/ got another on the way/ hurtin for a steady check/  empty pockets debt to debt/ the world begins to disrespect/ gotta take that extra step/ don’t forget you use to flow/ where you from we bout to blow/ come on now/ slow ya role/ man the litter/ hear the ticker/ see the picture/ game spitter/ even you can be/ a world wide Heavy Hitta

Chorus

Ready for the World/ do you really think so/ survival takes more/ so slow yo role/ when you young everything fun/ these streets will have a youngster sprung/ wit polluted lungs/ and blazin guns/ cutting school breakin rules/  down to straight act a fool/ momma told you slow it down/ but you as stubborn as a mule/ you thought you knew/ now you surprised/ to see it with yo own eyes/ all yo homies on the rise/ and times is passing you by/