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My childhood is gone...

I'm grown now, I own it at last

Childish fantasies are a thing of the past

Its hard to let go but I must be an example

Pay my dues like I purchased a sample


My heroes are tarnished

Role models no more

Probably victims themselves

But became predator


Every beat I re-drummed

Every lyric I sang

To now be hurt to the core

From the sound of your name


We danced to your music 

And told our kids you were different

To only learn now

That you really had the blueprint


Time will tell

You're innocent until guilty

But with each breaking news

You look more filthy


It seems that the new school

As one up on the old

Social media protected them

From the industries hold


I thought you told us 

that you won't stop

Maybe if you did

It wouldn't have destroyed hip hop


Bodies my dude

People we respected

Mishandling precious beings

Because you were neglected


This is f$#ked up

Devastating at most

As you'll all fall 

Like Tariq shot Ghost


I'm done, I'm too passionate

When I care

My childhoods gone

The song cry of the year.....



 
 
 

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