Slaine - Evolution Of The Kid Lyrics
How’s it feel to be overlooked, underrated and hated,Stomach pains in the belly of a city hungry,If one of us made it to prominence is a mentalityOf crabs in the barrel of reality, it’s pretty ugly.Well back up cause my story ain’t a fairy tell, it’s really real,Ain’t had a chance I ain’t have nothing I could barely feel,All I have is these neighborhoods I know very well,In a fiery will, some pages in my diary I would spill,Lyrics on my paper, violence around me, it’s on meI blindly look through these books like a zombie,Measuring these stories with these bare hands, pictures of this grimy game,I stall it like a pilot in a kamikaze planeA decade of pain, dudes know I’m a grown manI live my life holding death inside my own handThe kids that I grew up with, locked up, are inside a boxThere ain’t no one in here, the only choice is fight or boxThe music pushed me through the ghosts in the hall,The toasters and the dope sickness and ferociousness and all,The hopelessness of watching overdoses in the horrorSuicides and murders, I can't take this shit no moreI have these posters on my wall and this music in my roomIt took me out my world, it would shoot me to the moonYous’ a fire burning, I’m determined from this hard learningPut me on a different road, engine revving, tires turningEver since I’m 7 I just know where I got to goTrapped in this vicious dome, but I’m back, this is homeThey said I coulda been a star but I lost my logicMy heart is harder than the bricks in the Boston projects