you think you grown
you think you bad
you want to grow up
and think you fast
imma show you
you gonna learn
we gone see who crash and burn
its rediculous
i wish you could see
you ain't nothing but a little one
trying to live in the streets
you'll find out
the hard way of course
and when you do
you'll know you did it without force
you chose this decision
and now you must pay
just don't come knocking
you chose your place
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