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Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Cass
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
H1tman Beats
Composição
John Sherman
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
H1tman Beats
Produção
Letra
It all started in the day with my friends
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Played em once then I played him again and again
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
I Wrote a song and I was able to spit
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Tie a rope to a brick to my dick and see if I can swim
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE....em
I was always sent to the principals, (yup)
When the LP hit, u couldn’t tell me shit, I was invincible
HI, my name is, Cass. Threw me outta classes.
Smashed, threw up in the trash. Ask, who’s down for some acid
Pulled the fire alarm, pounded some jack then
Pulled out in my friends van he was down when I asked him (yeah, sure!)
No license but I aint give a fuck
Run from my parents cuz Im terrible and Im a little cunt (fuck you)
Honkin at randoms, shaking my fist
Slammed on the brakes, almost take out some kids
Expelled again, U can go to hell u bitch
Imma probly sell u sticks and seeds and then ill tell u split (bye)
Imma menace, like bad meetin evil that always be in detention
For always bein wretched (mehhhh)
Wrecked the whip turnin left, stressed, eatin my breakfast
Guess on to then next school, See how long till I exit
It all started on the stage with my friends
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Played the hits once then we played em again
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Wrote a bunch a songs, we was makin a dent
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Tie a rope to the game, throw it in the flames when I win
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE....em
We was killing it, murderin like OJ
I was perfectly dope crazed, hadn’t heard of a slow day
I was afraid of no stage, Run the shit back? No way
Wasn’t drinkin no rozay, i wasn’t gettin no pay
I was sippin viaka , Turnin me to a monster,
Took a chick home wit no teeth, freaked the fuck out and tossed her
Clenched my fuckin teeth till I needed sleep and my jaw hurt
Beat my meat but always still skeeted up in a broad first (god dammit)
Now the plot is thickenin worse.
U asked for it Cass now ur ass Addicted to percs.
I was so trashed could hardly rap, even kick a verse
Like my knees couldn’t work, I think ill pee on this dirt. (HEY)
Get on ur knees twerp, guess I need work
Ill try just smokin weed, see if this works,
But see me Im a jerk, Singin the Beatles wit a smirk
Drinkin Titos , lean and lurch, Leave casinos even worse
Then I started watchin Blaze with my kids
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Played em every night right before bed
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Wrote my songs like an angel of death
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Buy an economy car for mommy cuz im whipped
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE....em
Now ive perfected it. Rap assassin. Get that ass blasted. Like a Messerschmidt.
Hip Hop head till the death of it. Fuck the shit u said. Fuck the press. Fuck the
President. (Yesssir)
Runnin round town all a mess again. Ask if Im Iranian, from Spain, or If Im
Mexican
Lady Im on the precipice.
My Kids drive me crazy, Thats what I get for this.
And all my time is spent is rhymin, Im in, crisis mode, If I cant find the
Right word to rhyme with Gallimimus, Myles listen,
5 guys fly in the sky and fight pirates
Soon as my eyes open dope lines rush outta my face
I like floatin in outer space
Chokin down a 8th of fungus and I fuckin race
Careful what u wish for, Life might fart in ur face
Look, I dont know what u want from me
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Im a 90s Kid man, Wu
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
Jay, Pac alright its where I started
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE SLIM
U hear it? Thats why.
DONT U WANNA GROW UP TO BE JUST LIKE....em
I do not give a, fuck what u think bout, my fingers stink now, and I-
Written by: H1tman Beats, John Sherman