Your Life Sprout
• Written by Anonymous
Son, stop doin all them drugs
You think you're little thugs
But them thugs ain't so cool
So stay in school
This is your damn life sprout
That's what I'm talkin bout
Do you even care?
That blank look on your face
In your eyes I stare
It's a fucking disgrace
Like nothin even there
Oh, not even a trace
How do you think you'll fair?
On that, we closed the case
You'll wind up fucking dead.
Dirty n underfed
With a needle in your arm
And a pale fucking head
Son, stop doin all them drugs
You think you're little thugs
But them thugs ain't so cool
So stay in school
Take this lesson to heart
You can have a fresh start
Just get some true resolve
Your problems you can solve
Do some more deep thinkin
Yourself you be trickin
Worry bout yo future
I am not your preacher
Believe and recover
Heal wounds for your mother
You are much the stronger
Listen, live for longer
Get your act together
And live well forever
Son, stop doin all them drugs
You think you're little thugs
But them thugs ain't so cool
So stay in school
You rehabilitate
Your friends may imitate
Before you will realize
You have some real eyes
They let us glimpse your soul
Your glass is half way full
Life is better sober
Lucky as a four-leaf clover
True, you only live once
That's why you shouldn't waste one
Ignore me, be a dunce
And when it's said and done
Dead baby, mom will be kissin
Because you didn't fucking listen
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