letra de no city for young men - timothy welbeck
verse 1
there is no city for young men to hope to grow old in/every city has a ghetto with a trap that closes—on both ends/it ensnares them to no end/it’ll make alcohol and a c-ke binge an old friend/they’re schools say they lack in intelligence quotient/so they hold them back, tell them that they’re causing commotion/and give them ritalin doses that’ll cripple emotions/it’s just the beginning of a terrible omen/they see the gr-ss is green on the lawns of suburban men/but it’s hard to reach because of the way the system burdens them/so they start playing in the weeds they’re observing there/even though playing in the weeds leaves them worse for ware/weed for encouragement, weed for some nourishment, weed to escape before these streets go murder them/they don’t hear, “well done” from a dad who’s involved/so they make the guns clap for a round of applause
hook
these are the facts, they should be making you mad/reach back, and pull these boys out of the trap/these are the facts, they should be making you sad,/reach back, and pull these boys out of the trap/these are the facts, they should be making you act/reach back, and pull these boys out of the trap/because every where i go, they’re undone or done in/that’s why i say, there is no city for young men
verse 2
i heard from this atlien, who hipped me to some life game/with the type of phrases that influenced the rhymes that i’m saying/he said your morals corrode and go out the window when you see our boys’ wardrobe/and they all have nintendo wii/and your child is down on her knees/crying hard up to god for a whooper with cheese/this is a problem indeed/when even the word of god says don’t despise thieves robbin’ to eat/we write people off, and relegate them to margins/diminish them with sentences with little mention of pardon/and call them crabs in a barrel like they’re an actual ravenous cl-ss/but barrels aren’t a crabs natural habitat/in fact, that habitat is engrossed in tragedy/we call it a jungle and say folks live savagely/but if you put any man in a box, he will grow up dastardly/but we turn a blind eye like we don’t know what’s happening/this is the trap we flee
hook
these are the facts, they should be making you mad/reach back, and pull these boys out of the trap/these are the facts, they should be making you sad,/reach back, and pull these boys out of the trap/these are the facts, they should be making you act/reach back, and pull these boys out of the trap/because every where i go, they’re undone or done in/that’s why i say, there is no city for young men
letras aleatórias
- brian x allen › letra de triple beam - brian x allen
- skunk baxter › letra de my place in the sun - skunk baxter
- foxtrot motel › letra de in your eyes - foxtrot motel
- joshua ronett › letra de ikaw at ako - joshua ronett
- donny benet › letra de sex tourist - donny benét
- val › letra de ride in - val
- kid rose › letra de long time - kid rose
- jay montana › letra de love serious - jay montana
- skidda › letra de mix3z - skidda
- olivver the kid › letra de oh, romeo - olivver the kid