Childhood Years Lyrics
featuring C Murder Porsha <br />
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Intro: C murder (talking) with Porsha singing. <br />
This is a story about my childhood years. <br />
For all my niggas. <br />
For my life as a ghetto child. <br />
. There’s so much pain <br />
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Verse 1: ???? <br />
I remember as a little kid. <br />
Growing up. Many of my friends didn’t make it up to bricks. <br />
Punished for the shit that they did it gets so hard to live. <br />
Mama cut the same tears livin’ in fears. <br />
Wondering if their son died or survived. <br />
But mama, I’m cutting the 45. <br />
I die, tell mama don’t cry. <br />
Dry eyes, ‘cause how I live. I know to smile. <br />
A young misbehaved child, running in the streets wild. <br />
Try to make my money, pop. <br />
My eyes are getting slim. <br />
And my life is getting down, and I feeling like death is near. <br />
And I’m hoping that the heaven’s here. <br />
I cry, ‘cause the Lord knows how m! any years I’ve tried. <br />
But this life’s a lie. It ain’t not a hope unless a nigga die. <br />
Lord why!!, Lord why!! <br />
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Verse 2: ???? <br />
My childhood years was kinda rough because my pops weren’t there. <br />
I was left to peer. Always pay but no one to share. <br />
These hard times, stressin’ to sell nickels and dimes. <br />
Had to support my family, no one else was puttin’ time. <br />
Reminiscing about on dead peers troughout the the years. <br />
No more tears, my childhood years with scrilla fifth. <br />
Who’s the maycliff for all this fucking fight to stop a nigga. <br />
Just a price I have to pay, nigga. <br />
My childhood years <br />
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Chorus repeated once: C-Murder (Porsha singing in the background) <br />
My childhood years, got my shit in tears. <br />
It’s hella scary. <br />
I’m trapped, and I don’t wanna die in a cemetery. <br />
This ghetto ties got me livin’ in pain. <br />
Lord knows I don’t wanna die in vain. <br />
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Verse 3: C-Murder <br />
My childhood years was spend in cemeteries bearing my peers. <br />
Many tears, that I have shaded, for my niggas disappeared. <br />
In a bad year. Now with depressed in just memory. <br />
Drinking Hennessy. To dry away my misery. <br />
Trapped since birth, a ghetto child living in curse. <br />
It’s getting worse, until I’m covered up in dirt. <br />
The pain it hurts. <br />
That be the reason why my blast first. <br />
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‘Cause I refuse to be a victim in the black hears. <br />
Memories up with child runnin’ wild. <br />
I couldn’t smile, because my motherfuckin’ life was foul. <br />
A troubled child, stressin’ from his childhood years. <br />
Heavenly father. Could you please wipe away my tears. <br />
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Verse 4: Reginelli <br />
I could remember way back, when a! nigga was sick. <br />
I just to watch my brother do some dangerous shit. <br />
Staying out all night, mama worrying sick. <br />
Wondering if he was dead or just play with a bitch. <br />
But when I saw this wild nigga came up like I did. <br />
When I eat dwellars, when the niggas start to slanging that shit. <br />
I tight up on my hustle. Start to paying the bills. <br />
Shading tills, ‘cause my brother got locked up for three years. <br />
After that a nigga start to grabbin’ the mic. <br />
Write rap, on sheet of paper, making solider shit tight. <br />
Three years later, my brother came home from jail. <br />
Tellin’ me he wrote rap, when he was strapped in a cell. <br />
A week later, we was some No limit soliders. <br />
Gambino family, for all the readers and rollers. <br />
But you can tell a nigga been shading some tears. <br />
By the way I live. <br />
My childhood years. <br />
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Chorus repeated once. <br />
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Outro: C-murder (talking) with Porsha singing <br />
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Childhood years. <br />
Shading tears. <br />
For ! all my dead peers. <br />
Hard time strapped in the game. <br />
Try to maintain
