[x2] Just an inner-city-native-son Never learned to wait, taught to take it and run Some of us raised by the way of the gun All the drama we see makes us numb [Verse 1] You can tell he's seen alot for only 13 His wide eyes victimized, bite is a sting Never told his ancestors used to be kings Left to build himself outta what he can see That means stick-ball, basketball, hide and seek Fistfights, shoot-outs, and crack fiends The single mother had to work 60 hours a week Cleanin' offices, just so she can make ends meet And put clothes on his back and buy food to eat She spent time with him right before she went to sleep But over time he learned to lust for material things His only babysitter was the TV screen He was force fed pop culture, watchin' in silence Talk shows, curse words, sex and violence Used to coming home to an empty house Fallin' asleep waiting up for his mother on the couch [x2] Just an inner-city-native-son Never learned to wait, taught to take it and run Some of us raised by the way of the gun All the drama we see makes us numb He used to kick it with some other kids from down the block All of them was broke, one of them had a plot Said he was sick of being broke, sittin around and chillin' And that he had a surefire way of makin' a killin' Said that he steals old computers out of old buildins He already had a pawn shop to deal wit 'em Plus a man working security would open the door For 25 percent of all the money they saw If he was down to make some money they could roll with him He promised he would have him back at home by 10 The kid looks at his pocket then he looks at his kicks Looked up at his man and said "That plan sound sick" They all agreed to meet at 8PM the next day His boy that was 16 would drive getaway 9 o'clock sharp, they pulled up at the place Wearing all black with a stocking cap on his face [x2] Just an inner-city-native-son Never learned to wait, taught to take it and run Some of us raised by the way of the gun All the drama we see makes us numb While they were snatching all the valuables right off of the desk Loading 'em down into the van without breaking a sweat A couple guys started feelin' overconfident Vandalizing other offices and making a mess They wasn't scared cause they knew they still had 10 minutes While security changed shit and finished But before time was up, it seemed something went wrong They smelled smoke and heard the sound of the fire alarm They got scared, and since they didn't want to get discovered The guys ran for the stairs as the smoke covered But in the stairwell they ran into a bunch of others Who was working in the building also running for cover They saw maintenance, house-cleaners and night-shift workers And in the chaos he got seperated from the others Pushing through he bumped into a old lady, knocked her over When he looked into her eyes.. It was his mother
Put these awesome lyrics on your blog, profile or website!
Link - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard:
COPY LINK
Embed - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard: [x2] Just an inner-city-native-son Never learned to wait, taught to take it and run Some of us raised by the way of the gun All the drama we see makes us numb [Verse 1] You can tell he's seen alot for only 13 His wide eyes victimized, bite is a sting Never told his ancestors used to be kings Left to build himself outta what he can see That means stick-ball, basketball, hide and seek Fistfights, shoot-outs, and crack fiends The single mother had to work 60 hours a week Cleanin' offices, just so she can make ends meet And put clothes on his back and buy food to eat She spent time with him right before she went to sleep But over time he learned to lust for material things His only babysitter was the TV screen He was force fed pop culture, watchin' in silence Talk shows, curse words, sex and violence Used to coming home to an empty house Fallin' asleep waiting up for his mother on the couch [x2] Just an inner-city-native-son Never learned to wait, taught to take it and run Some of us raised by the way of the gun All the drama we see makes us numb He used to kick it with some other kids from down the block All of them was broke, one of them had a plot Said he was sick of being broke, sittin around and chillin' And that he had a surefire way of makin' a killin' Said that he steals old computers out of old buildins He already had a pawn shop to deal wit 'em Plus a man working security would open the door For 25 percent of all the money they saw If he was down to make some money they could roll with him He promised he would have him back at home by 10 The kid looks at his pocket then he looks at his kicks Looked up at his man and said "That plan sound sick" They all agreed to meet at 8PM the next day His boy that was 16 would drive getaway 9 o'clock sharp, they pulled up at the place Wearing all black with a stocking cap on his face [x2] Just an inner-city-native-son Never learned to wait, taught to take it and run Some of us raised by the way of the gun All the drama we see makes us numb While they were snatching all the valuables right off of the desk Loading 'em down into the van without breaking a sweat A couple guys started feelin' overconfident Vandalizing other offices and making a mess They wasn't scared cause they knew they still had 10 minutes While security changed shit and finished But before time was up, it seemed something went wrong They smelled smoke and heard the sound of the fire alarm They got scared, and since they didn't want to get discovered The guys ran for the stairs as the smoke covered But in the stairwell they ran into a bunch of others Who was working in the building also running for cover They saw maintenance, house-cleaners and night-shift workers And in the chaos he got seperated from the others Pushing through he bumped into a old lady, knocked her over When he looked into her eyes.. It was his mother
<a href="http://www.lyricsaholic.com" target="_blank">Lyricsaholic</a> | <a href="http://www.lyricsaholic.com/blueprint-inner-city-native-son-lyrics.html" target="_blank">Blueprint - INNER CITY NATIVE SON lyrics</a></pre>">
COPY TEXT
All Blueprint Inner City Native Son lyrics provided are property and copyright of their owners.
NEW LYRICS 
