Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When I Was Young, artist - Jon Connor. Album song Unconscious State, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.07.2013
Record label: All Varsity
Song language: English
When I Was Young |
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful… |
Oh it was beautiful, magical… |
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful… |
Oh it was beautiful, magical… |
Rap was all I ever thought about, listened to, talked about |
Back before money was all they talked about, horse shit |
When I young, the rappers could really rap, kid |
Now they more concerned about they average |
Listening to rappers like a student in a lecture |
Mimicking the cadences and practicing the gestures |
Eminem was rappin' 'bout pills, so I popped those |
Swinging my shirt in the air like Petey Pablo |
Studied the greats from Pun to Tupac |
Walked around my private school with my tapes in a shoe box |
Handed my music out to people I sold weed to |
Watching MTV, tellin' myself «that's gonna be you» |
Tapin' the radio and puttin' it on cassette |
Now I’m gettin' bombs after my shit by Funk Flex |
It’s a trip, man — I just sit back and roll the purple |
Now watch this whole thing come around full circle |
Young nigga, influenced by the TV heavy |
Eatin' Little Debbies', tuned into Fab Five Freddy |
Vids I watched ‘em all, emulating applause |
I ain’t fuck with Superman, my super hero was Biggie Smalls |
Rappin' with my dawgs proudly, nobody was cold as me |
Wishing somebody’d notice me |
Dreams to get a deal 'cause the speech so sick |
Now they talkin' 'bout deals, and I’m like «keep that shit» |
Went through a lot of BS, lucky me |
Times had me like «this ain’t what it’s cracked up to be» |
What’s good for the goose is good for the gander |
It’s good for the blogs, it’s good for the slander |
Nowadays, they wishing it was how it was before |
But that was back in the days when I was young |
I’m not a kid anymore |
The OGs that I listened to, I’m friends with |
When I was younger, a nigga never would’ve thinked this |
When I was younger nobody told us or showed us, crooked promoters |
Flint, Michigan, General Motors held the weight on our shoulders |
Until the shops started closing, felt like ain’t nobody want us |
Our parents worked to the bone, now they ain’t got a bone to throw us |
Now see how many kids is daydreaming about a label |
Yep, this rap shit is a bitch but the only one that was faithful |
Make it or die trying, at times it almost got fatal |
My niggas was moving ‘caine in the times they was barely able |
Brothers killin' brothers, shit goin' on all around me |
Genesee County would ground me and teachers would try to clown me |
‘Cause I had heart that was bigger than my surroundings |
I got flooded with hate, but no way I could let ‘em drown me |
Picture this one: |
I used to go to sleep at night listening to «It Was Written» |
Then fastforward, Nas is tellin' me «nigga, you gifted» |
If you fall, just shake it off |
Now they sayin' it’s my time, but time just caught up with my thoughts |
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful… |
Oh it was beautiful, magical… |