KIDS (1995) lyrics
by Jordan
Mister - Came from the slums thought I was dumb remember selling candy bars to stack all my 1's tryna think of it as fun my momma used to tell me boy you gon be #1 till I came back from detention looking at me like I'm dumb Grandma getting spiritual n*ggas life looking critical she said baby look at you young black individual she saying you keep playing these n*ggas gone get ahead of you so run up all your funds while you're still lyrical
Jordan- I spit this funky composition the prosecutor wanted me in detention so I grow into prison I got love it cuz it b*tch I’m so proficient it started from a vision now im a bad boy like the Detroit pistons 4 months ima be sh*tting and p*ssing adversaries wish they would listened I apply humor and wisdom never needed a circle im on top like a prism
Jordan- 3rd verse lyrics are hard to comprehend