Problem Child

Juveniles won't smile

Vows are reckless

Sexless raceless souls unrespected

Hooligans and street urchins lurkin

Doin hoods

A neighborhood's worst person

Raises

And the pushers and perverts

Butchers cut like cold cuts the mind works

Wise or weak on the weary and the wicked

Plagues a city street swell in evil fitted

Man verse man

The haves against have nots

House a kid for grips

Leave him in his socks

Precedence of decadence is put out

Scramble hands full of merchandise he got out

Tooken taken a picture of figured strife

Subsisting on the minimal fruits of life

Attitudes are skewed from the right pile

Introduction of a character problem child

Problem that I can't fix

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Kids makin bids cause they're products

So what

You still get left with a donut

No such luck in the scam to make paper

Skiddin off the edge ya portrays a faker

Fakin the plans like the plans of mice and men

Lands a man a chance of one to ten

But the man ain't enough to legally drink

And guess what punk your s**t still stink

Now you perp the role the role of frank nitti

He ain't a hero cause he landed on the roof of a chevy

So play the life of untouchable

The fast life

The wrong life

And so much for

The criminal times but time rollin in reverse

I wanted to be older

Before I saw a hearse

Take the weight off my boys who are buckwild

The life and death and times of a problem child

Problem that I can't fix

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Problems problems of the prodigal

End up on the page of periodicals

A pinnacle mess

Movin blocks to sell blocks

Under locks and keys no g's clocked

He strays like a pig who don't fly straight

In the pen playin foul and third rate

Take a step back and meet your maker

See play your maytag statistic on paper

Philosophy not of a giver he's a taker

Later words turn to dust he's the traitor

Sells you out for a quick fix dime drops

Got a chip on his shoulder without props

A bad seed leads himself the stray way

Puttin off evidence of judgment day

Judge not the culprit or pull the file

The life and death and times of a problem child

Problem that I can't fix

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I step careful into the next frame

Lame you're just a stunt playin a s*x game

I start to wink

You think he's on your hightail

Frail you're shallow as you swallow up your bare sale

Tail stickin out like a bumper to a maxima

Taxin a brother for a fee to get s*x in a wetbed

Sheddin your gear like a snake does a skin

Begin to get slim as he's sexin you in

He moves deeper

Asleep is what you thought he was

But he went bolo

So low you felt and that's because

The minute he got in and violated you and became ill

Treated you just like a flush'n'fill

The next crisis

You're ice is clearin off your mind

Cause you're playin life from the cd of behind

Time to wake up can't you see that you're robbin wild

File this style as another of the problem child

Problem that I can't fix

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