Young Boy - Kings of the City

Life was cool, life was clean

Life was school, life would gleam

No fighting fools, lighting green and frightening dreams

When I was a young boy

Young boy

Life was cool, life was clean

Life was school, life would gleam

No fighting fools, lighting green and frightening dreams

When I was a young boy

Young boy

When I was a young boy

I was fascinated by the world around me

No more days as a baby that was crying loudly

Seeking praise without the concept of dying proudly

Not stuck defining how we must live the lives of bounty

Lies surround me, and no one treats me like an equal

In their minds they doubt me so I’m out manipulating people

They’re feeble the way they fold to pressure, no means yes but, in a minute

When I’m finished crying and shouting, lying about shit benefiting

My goal was never quitting

But every role was controlled, well except for shitting you weren’t different

But listen I’m young but not dumb, for some I was humble and fun

They thought I was under the thumb, till they saw what hunger had done

The place where my hunger begun, ambition manifested

Dad arrested, 'til I looked at the chains that I hadn’t tested

Hadn’t guessed it, would have been this easy… Enjoying all this freedom shit

deceived me

Can I still believe everything in this TV?

But my mind runs freely, vivid thoughts in my head

While my old man sips from tea leaves and tells me to go to bed

He said «Son, one day you’ll be a man with a plan that is grand»

But all I’d say is could I have a pound for the ice cream van

Life was cool, life was clean

Life was school, life would gleam

No fighting fools, lighting green and frightening dreams

When I was a young boy

Young boy

Life was cool, life was clean

Life was school, life would gleam

No fighting fools, lighting green and frightening dreams

When I was a young boy

Young boy

When I was a young boy

I loved noise, exercise, gun toys

Guess I wasn’t impressed n' thought what’s next to try «skunk boys»

Dumb ploys like leading animosity to feel me

And sleeping with that bitch yeah curiosity she killed me

I’m still me… Just my visions 20−20, hindsight

Is real deep, back then was never ready to shine bright

And when the times right my mind might find that I try

To fly blind, stuck in a cycle vital moments in my time line

I write mine 'cause while I’ve changed I’m stuck raw

'Cause yeah I gave it a bash, but wish I gave a fuck more

The days of hating the facts are done for, Dad battles Mum wars

Love causing shit for no reason, that’s what you’re young for

I used to say bun law, 'cause more time I got stopped by coppers

Hopped from pocketing Pokémon cards at the top of the yard

To bopping with shottas at large, there was no clocking the charge

Of negative energy buried in me can’t stop coughing it’s hard

But now I’m smoking aces, wrote every goal to chase it

All my life you said I wasn’t shit because I chose to waste it

But now I flow with grace and chose to lay this track down

To show the days I took for granted, Ali looking back now

Life was cool, life was clean

Life was school, life would gleam

No fighting fools, lighting green and frightening dreams

When I was a young boy

Young boy

Life was cool, life was clean

Life was school, life would gleam

No fighting fools, lighting green and frightening dreams

When I was a young boy

Young boy

When I was a young boy