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Kidz
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kidz was released on October 15, 2020 by Trust The Dream as a part of the album Orange Album
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Release DateOctober 15, 2020
LabelTrust The Dream
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Asheba Wadley
Asheba Wadley
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Kids, gather around
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, tell kids don't do drugs, end up like zombies
Grew up on the block where they sold dope behind me
We was so broke, had no hope behind me
Of the times where we had to go toast loaf salami
Police on the corner like gang
Momma screaming my name, bullets flying through the window my brain
Splattered everywhere, my momma in pain
Result in gun violence, I diеd for nothin', died playing the game
Gamе over, ain't no coming back, this ain't a game
The streets don't love you, the system wanna see you in chain
Been in prison in our mind, penitentiary minds
Set us up to believe this life destined for skin like mine
Minorities, majority, the population combined
If we could come together, unite, we'll rule this world with some time
No, we rather kill each other instead of rebuild each other
Not even the enemy, energy also heal
Gifted, young Black male but he might come a statistic
Lock him up in jail, give him life or let him miss it
Don't post bail, let him rot like no one miss him
They ain't gon' tell, nobody help when you in
Young Black male but he might come a statistic
Lock him up in jail, give him life or let him miss it
Don't post bail, let him rot like no one miss him
They ain't gon' tell, nobody help when you in
Tell kids don't shoot guns, end up like monsters
Grew up on the block where they tote guns and choppas
Grew up on the block where they kept they trap on them
Black to the maximum, havoc happens
The sky black and they whackin' ya
Back talk won't be prohibited so I'm silent
Gat talk bloody, be rare and it bring sirens
Violence, silence, rigamortis holding his eyelids
Open, eyes been open all night forever
I been praying, plotting, planning, tryna make this shit better
Talking 'bout you, you, you talking to fucking whoever
You do drugs 'cause you feel like that could make you feel better
You shoot guns 'cause you can't fight, you got a vendetta
Do it for the kids, the women, do it for whoever
Do it for the brothers and sisters, do it to do better
Do it for you, you, you, you
Do it for you, you, you, you, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Look, yeah
Gather around
Gather around
Yeah
Written by: Kawaun Saunders
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