Playing With Fire Instrumental
• Written by Kagey
Kagey's Notes
Inspired by Plan B's Lyrics from "Playing With Fire" which is also the instrumental of this song.
[First Verse]
Born into a broken home, A kid with a turbulent childhood
Already been fucked by the world, More than any child should,
And he, aint got any one to look up to,
No one trying to show that lifes good
When you work hard and get far, All he's seen is a trial shook
The foundations of his family, To him theres no point even tryina be
So takes to the streets n sells weed, So he can feed his mum
Hes working anxiously, Supporting them financially
Circumstance is a tragedy, Gotta avoid police
creates a strategy, And now he finds it hard to sleep
[Second verse]
But This aint worth it kid, Forget the drugs
You got a purpose kid, You don't have a good life
Cos your parents didnt, work for it
Lifes no such thing as perfect kid, We all got our own damn turbulence
You could get hooked , On your first hit kid
You get addicted-with, Many more to come
And there aint no place to run, Police try and retrace whats done
Its a shame that death, Is the only way of education
Thats facing this generation, These problems are in esculation
They're on the up, We gotta control temptation
Before we're found dead, At the train station
Post mortem on our brains-done
Everyone at the funeral , Tryina put a brave-face on
But this is a classic case-of, An unwanted phase
In the next generation
And if your not one to say-some, Your one of them to prey on
Sick, sadistic, twisted people,
Thinkin no one should be treated equal
You're all statistically weak, Can't even stand on your own two feet
Ain't got a good experience to speak from
And I won't be the first to see it's wrong
Open your eyes before they're gone
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Kagey
Member since December 12 2013