Subculture Sage Childhood
Woahh woah la la laaa
[Verse 1]
It was madness
A time when nothing mattered
A crew of hip-hopping back packers
With caps backwards
Summertime out of school
Walking around mash-up
Every day catch up
And jam behind the station
Reckless youth not caring
About the time they're wasting
Smoking that....
Minds were lifted
Getting up to all kinds of mischief
The sky's the limit
TN's, iceburg history and socks tucked
Behind the tongues
Clima fits and shot jackets
Lost fashion
Air MaX90s were the ones if I can say
Everybody had a pair
And I'm still rocking mine today
Days spent up in the park
Looking to party for the night
With a Henry in my sock
And a bacardi on my side
Cheeky night antics
Boys chasing the girls
Memories of my childhood
I wouldn't change it for the world
Months out of school trouble peaked at high times
And much down to youth summer seemed a lifetime
And the thrills and excitement toyed with out joy
But at the end of the day us boys will be boys
Im talking back when draws were 3.5
Not a tenner a gram, a score for 3.5
An ounce would coz you 120
240 for quarter bars
Always coming back for more because u kno the draws were large
With not a care in the world
I used to stare at the girls
Conjure up courage and go tell them hilarious tales
So gory i was scaring myself
It was rare but it helped
Chatting cool back in school
Having views, opinions, thoughts
Corse we were excited a debortury of childhood
A time of ignorance and innocence the best is its not finished yet
