Mr Key & Greenwood Sharps - Kids Story lyrics

Yo.. It's not a true story, but the stories true Just a little'n, give the kid some Ritalin Twitchy finger fiddling and pissing in the litter bin Pity's what they're giving him, the finger's what he's giving back Pity she's a b**h and treats the kiddie like a little twat Jimmy was a piggy in the middle of her bloodbath Dirty rotten upstart, f**ing up his one chance Trisha was a witness and a victim to her father's fists Carves her skinny wrists to bits, suspicious that she asked for it Toast a happy couple, had a son but never simplified They loved the kid but lacked the basic sk**s to give it right Isn't like they didn't try, pocket your opinion God don't wanna' listen to your gossiping and whinging Wash him in a system, baptize him in obedience Fronting like your pure and force feeding him your greediness Treat him as a deviant and leave him in the margin Weed him out the garden and completely disregard him He's getting older now. How you gonna' hold him down? And why should he obey the rules inside a school that sold him out Used to be that you could see the light, his eyes are colder now Shoulders hunched to f** with skunk from puffing with an older crowd This ain't a story 'bout a kid who couldn't sort it out Drugs are just the normal thing we do to keep the boredom out In smaller towns, all that's really going down is petty crime Getting high, necking pints, fighting and forgetting why Simon had the messy mind, Megan was a lost soul Met her in a dance pirouetting on a hot coal Birds with dirty feathers stick together in a foxhole That used the lovers glue to plug the wounds a bloody bomb holes Welcome to the stronghold. Enter and escape the fight Try to break the cycle turning every sign of day to night Hate on a abated strife, straight without a chaser right? Knock it back, safe to say the odds were stacked away from sight Good Megan try'na make a safer space to try create a life They played it right and made it beautiful and safe inside A faithful night a child was born without a state of mind And lovers dedicated both their lives to try'na raise him right So raise your gla**, for two courageous hearts that changed the path From hate and darkness, into love and light and made it last Some days are hard to face, and mate you can't escape the past But you could look the ba*tard in his dirty f**ing face and laugh And take a chance on what your love will bring Ob-la-di la-da and que sera's the song the mother sings Trouble is, the happy ever afters getting hard today The modern state will make and education to a marketplace Commodify the earth for what it's worth and if your dirt's poor They'll ostracize your children at the bottom of the workforce There's only ever one winner in a turf war That licks a pretty penny out the pittance that you work for Who's world is this? I'm working so the kiddies know The world is yours, but first of course, you've got to nick it though f** a politician whistling that Britain's broke sh**'s a joke, he's probably sniffing coke from out a fifty notes Stop. sure it's all truth that you spit right But what's all this got to do with a kids life? Well, pop your corn, stop moving and sit tight It's all linked, his eyes blinked, losing with insight You see inside the kids mind, his thinking's been developing Ever since a little youth the kiddie's been intelligent But wouldn't toe the line, that's why they think he isn't getting it He's getting it, it's simply he considers it irrelevant And isn't it? He's literate and thinking for himself And dares to question why there's little truth in what you tell You treat him like he's little, like your bigger, time will tell Authorities your shot and he ain't buying what you sell I see you trying it, paying lip service to autonomy I check the purpose in your personal philosophy It's like you're working in a version of monopoly A person's only purpose is to service the economy But honestly.. nah f** that, he's on a better track To make music, move units stay repping that That's a fact. Probably wasn't what do you expected A lotus flower grown from out the bottom of the cesspit That's a fact. Probably wasn't what do you expected A lotus flower grown from out the bottom of the cesspit That's a fact. Probably wasn't what do you expect Probably wasn't what do you expect.. Probably wasn't what do you expect.. Probably wasn't what do you expect.. Probably wasn't what do you expect.. Probably wasn't what do you expect..