Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay
Little naked kid it's where I used to play
Dad paints the house on the stereo
Reggae music plays and it just goes to show
You can't shake what you've been sold
Roots so deep I can feel the fold
Had not a clue that my mind been mold
Now I've gone and done what I've been told
I can't trust no man because of those days
I can't trust no man I can't trust no man
It don't bother me that I grew up this way
They way it was coulda blew my mind away
A scale of dope a couple bars of gold
No man got my trust over my control
1 | Rebel Youth |
2 | Bullet Proof |
3 | Dear Sister, Dear Brother |
4 | Chevy Malibu |
5 | Trial Tribulation |
6 | Could Be Worse |
7 | Radio Freedom |
8 | Carry On With The Countdown |
9 | Dark Hollywood |
10 | Spray Paint |