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letra de kids - sayla

[verse 1]
yea, this one’s for the kids
old enough to understand that something’s wrong with the picture
colour out of the box and get an e from the teacher
they preach bout sh-t, but art teachers aren’t preachers
no shame crayon stains, stay on creating cray songs for the leeches
it’s our colour, they can’t bleach us
aim higher than the clouds, like jupiter, so they can’t reach us
it’s a cold environment; the climate ain’t changed, just the condiments
it’s a permanent occupation of the mind you in
the kind that keep you occupied with stupid sh-t like kardashians
you call that entertainment, whoa really? what happened?
when did we run out of mercury, harrison, jackson?
bring back the rat pack, even the old marilyn manson would do, for real
yea at least for the kids

[verse 2]
you went from a twinkle little star, to thinking a little far
we all grow old, but to grow up shows your wound and who you really are
let the adults do adults, but you do you
but when you’re down and you doubt why you do you do
choose the high road kiddo, and i ain’t talking about toking
but once you figured it out, roll yourself a spliff as a token and celebrate life with every breath before the coffin
life’s offerings is off the charts but you don’t have to be poppin’
you don’t have to be rich to be more confident and bold
you don’t have to be a b-tch or arie gold to be gold
if your goal is to change the world, put in your soul
play your role and go for it girl, f-ck what they sold, pull a nike
yea at least for the kids

- sayla

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