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"What Are You Gonna Be..." / alx4asong
Song lyrics, added: 12/6/2007, Dark
 
Lyrics by: alx4asong
Inspired by: inner city life...
Viewed: 216 times
 
He`s eight years old and on the news today,
He`s running through the yard like an airplane...
Daddy is covered by a policemans` sheet,
Drive-by victim in a world insane...

Jimmy`s only four and doesn`t understand...
He`s chasing his brother, toy pistol in hand.
Meet me by the dumpster and I`ll try to explain...
Big Brother will do his best with your pain.

What you just saw happens everyday...
Daddy`s just another victim in our hopeless way,
If it wasn`t him, it was you or me...
Or Momma in the kitchen crying on her knees.

I don`t expect you to get at four years old,
That we have no control over how life unfolds...
Daddy always told us we could be...
whatever our hearts could dream...

We could be firemen, police, or priests...
He always wanted better for his little boys to be,
But we live in a ghetto, less than half an empty cup,
What are you gonna be...
if you grow up?

What are you gonna be if you grow up?
Can`t take for granted we`ll wind up adults...
I think we`re safe behind this dumpster,
our lives are in the dump... What are you going to be...
if you grow up...

I take a gun to school almost everyday...
to protect you and I from the ones we can`t explain,
Momma taught us better, but she don`t know the game...
The gang I fought killed Daddy...
And vengengence is my name...

We could be firemen, police, or priests...
He always wanted better for his little boys to be,
But we live in the ghetto, less than half an empty cup,
What are you gonna be... if you grow up...

What are you gonna be...
if you grow up...
If you grow up.

I`m eight , you`re four...
I`ve lived twice as much and know,
The drive-by`s and whats` up...
What are you going to be...
IF you grow up...

IF you grow up... A docter, a lawyer,
a husband and a Father... will you go to school,
or will you even bother,
What are you going to be?
If you grow up?
What are you going to be?
If you grow up?

We`re safe here behind this dumpster...
talk to me little brother...
 
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like i said befor he should be like 10 or 11 so then you would have to change that part that sais ive lived twice as long to ive lived longer and know more stuff like that but like i said just make him a little older and it will make more sence
Posted by: slave on 6/9/2008, 12:20 PM

Nice job! Pretty tight!
Posted by: Trevor Rackley on 2/29/2008, 9:51 PM

ive tried sum more. i may rite sum more 2moz!!

not da greatest start,
but we can build up kid,
got a fresh new car,
and a rolex mint.

So mayb the price wont worth the pain,
neva ment for you to get sent down again.

wat i told u brov wen they cum breeze out,
cos they`ll lock y`all up, and pounch that out.

y`all young ya`ll learn,
got the language sup,
wana see ya with buisness,
if u chose to grow up.

bex x
Posted by: becky on 1/16/2008, 12:31 PM

ok. re-write your language, such as change from:

I`m eight , you`re four...
I`ve lived twice as much and know,
The drive-by`s and whats` up...
What are you going to be...
IF you grow up...

Im eight, y`all four,
i lived twice as much more.
so listen to wat im sayin,
cos else y`all b the 1 payin.

ur jus a kid, but da streets r cold,
dey dnt care who ya r, let alone how old.

i`ll do all i can brov,
cos ya been put on me,
help y`all dodge bullets,
dog eat dog, but my responsibilty,
y`all family,
through the blood y`al all i see,
hold to me brov, im gona help u see.



i`ll keep helping u work on it. bex x

Posted by: becky on 1/16/2008, 12:27 PM

I like this one, Great writing Alex! Very provocative!
Posted by: Jonathan on 1/10/2008, 7:34 AM

It is funny how you use the symbol and tool of destruction in the hands of Jimmy at four. Very, very clever writing.

“Jimmy’s only four and doesn’t understand
He’s chasing his brother, toy pistol in hand.”

We are trained in the art of self-destruction from birth. (Very sad)

Excellent songwriting!
Posted by: Eddison Baptiste on 1/4/2008, 10:47 PM

i love the lyrics. songs are about life experiences and your song touches on whats going on today. Excellent
Posted by: ANGEL STRONG on 12/30/2007, 9:49 PM

i think that a 8 he dosent full understand everything yet and he should be a little older but thats just me other then that i like it
Posted by: slave on 12/20/2007, 3:51 AM

i have to agree with both comments....i love the lines that taylor mentioned, but at the same time it needs more "street cred"....just a thought
Posted by: Chris Turner on 12/9/2007, 6:46 AM

this is very ghetto BUT also very true. stuff like this is happening all the time
i like the "what are you going to be? if you grow up?"
its saddening and kinda scary
well done
Posted by: Taylor on 12/7/2007, 6:29 PM

really good `ghetto` song, but i have one major problem..its very gangsta, with guns and death, but the wording is `proper`, it sounds more like a rappers song. needs slang, bex x
Posted by: becky on 12/7/2007, 9:07 AM

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