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The Kids (feat. Janelle Monáe)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.o.B
B.o.B
Vocals
Janelle Monáe
Janelle Monáe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Songwriter
Chris Tomson
Chris Tomson
Songwriter
Ezra Koenig
Ezra Koenig
Songwriter
Justin Franks
Justin Franks
Songwriter
Rostam
Rostam
Songwriter
Baio
Baio
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
B.o.B
B.o.B
Recording Engineer
Adelino Lombardi
Adelino Lombardi
Mixing Engineer
B-Rich
B-Rich
Associate Producer
DJ Frank E
DJ Frank E
Producer
Doug Peterson
Doug Peterson
Associate Producer

Lyrics

The drugged boy's steady show time The streets don't give a damn They're filled with such pollution The kids don't stand a chance We're trapped inside the matrix Forced to play our hands We're filled with so much hatred The kids don't stand a chance I said the kids don't, the kids don't stand The kids don't stand a chance I said the kids don't, the kids don't stand The kids don't stand a chance Well, since I was planted at birth I abandoned my own planet and I landed on earth As a kid I never understood what I observed, and Some of it was strange, but most of it disturbed me Always in detention for the lack of my attention You can call it deficit, really I just didn't listen And I was always missing, the teacher's like "where is Bobby Simmons?" But trying to get a record deal is all I can remember It's funny cause looking back to the past that I had All my days in the streets trying to prove that I was bad I still elevated to the level that I'm at Still elevated to the level that I'm at We're trapped inside the matrix Forced to play our hands We're filled with so much hatred The kids don't stand a chance I said the kids don't, the kids don't stand The kids don't stand a chance I said the kids don't, the kids don't stand The kids don't stand a chance Sometimes it's hard to grow While living in fear of the unknown How can he ever give love When no love is in his heart A child can barely sleep at night Too worried about tomorrow And what it behold, he drowned himself Deep down in his sorrows Will you run or will you share your life? Tell the stories, live and try See it when we're given hope That we know that we can grow We're trapped inside the matrix Forced to play our hands We're filled with so much hatred The kids don't stand a chance I said the kids don't, the kids don't stand The kids don't stand a chance I said the kids don't, the kids don't stand The kids don't stand a chance
Writer(s): Justin Scott Franks, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig, Christopher William Tomson, Christopher Joseph Baio, Richard Preston Butler Jr., Janelle Monae Robinson, Nathaniel Iii Irvin, Bobby Ray Simmons Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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