AZ

AZ - Bedtime Story lyrics

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(feat. Slick Rick)



Amar, Amar, c'mon.

Yeah Dad, what?

Hope you did your homework already.

I did that already, c'mon Dad.

Nah, it's time to go to...

C'mon listen...

What happened?

I went to school today I said AZ's my daddy, they said, "Jay-Z? Nas?"

What, what?

Tell me the story again?

Ok, ok.

Aight, this is how it went down...



We talkin' a few years before you even appeared

I was into my little gear, yeah

weed and my beer

Hustlin out of fear, fear of bein' a square

Like them cowards with no gear

they just breathin' the air, son

clear, but didn't realize life ain't fair

with one drive-by, it could end your life right there

though I'm a fly guy from ????

my knife's like chyeah

Fuck the world we can fight right

I don't scare

from beer

no more nightmares here

not a tear

I was strighter than the white man's hair

Met Nasir, had that hype that jeer

Like a kite, threw me a mic

I took flight right there

that ain't lies I was nice I swear

went fool with the jewels, even iced my ears

New school, I was cool, wanted righteous wears

But from the door they didn't like that there, I ain't care

as long as I left the china white right there

and understood that you could change a life through prayer

it's all good

police even politely stared

Was unreal, but still now it feels slightly weird

I was spared

gave love, taught my peers

though it was buff, never gave up, fought my fears

Now it's like "what?"

I'm G'ed up, awesome blair

entertainer from the streets with a sportsman's flair



Yeah, that's good enough for you?

Dad, Dad, what's "G'ed up?"

Listen  man, don't worry about that now, just go to sleep

Ok, ok.

I'll tell you that later on. But you know what?

What, what what?

I got one more quick story to tell you.

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.

Maybe you could take this story, and tell your friends at school this one:



Heeeeere we go!

Out the gate, he who hate himself ain't straight

he a snake, he the type who send himself upstate

catch a case for a plate

he ainn't have to take, he coulda

Played it safe, said his grace and ate

but it's fate



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