Skinnyman

Skinnyman - Hayden lyrics

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Teachers who saw their education as a blessin 

Come to school now all in a sort of depression 

All o' da kids in the class, they all stressin 

The teacher's just waitin for that first kid to test him 

So school doesn't seem like its any kind of lesson 

We're out on the streets tryna make our possession 

The manor that we're from has turned like spaghetti western 

With itchy fingers on da triggers ready for the pressin and its... 



Pure depression, I'm standin at the crossroads 

Thinkin bout all the other children of the lost souls 

And now we only aim for goals that we can see 

Another brother thought he saw his future shottin B 

He's 19 an' he's caught wid a half a Kee 

So now he ain't comin' home until he's 33 

What a waste of a life 

Jus' like a criss girl I knew who fucked man for a taste of pipe 

No-one's ready to face up to these fights 

But you find some mad shit on these council estates at night 

So lock your shit down safe an tight 

And stand firm like a soldier so you don't lose face, all right? 



The police patrol the streets like beasts 

Instead of chasin the thiefs they pull us up and give us beats 

So we run these streets red, kids are holdin their head 

As they drivin around on their stolen peds 

They're just dealin the cards that life has dealt em 

Half of their crews are now lockdown in Feltham 

Schools an' probation just can't seem to help dem 

The law has made sure that they've grown to resent dem 

Don't ask them now what is their life representin 

To get through their day is their sole intention 

An you can't tell them that they're wrong 

Coz they're all men-child and feel they know what's goin on 

They haven't got no time to enjoy jus bein young or havin fun 

They out there keepin it headstrong 

They couldn't let Skinnyman come and advise them 

They look at me as if my words was patronisin 

They can't think about no long-term plans 

When they just young boys tryin to be some o' da mans dem 

They can't think about no long term plans 

When they just young boys tryin to be some o' da mans them...
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Language: English

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