| [00:18.78] | How come I can't do what **** I want do? |
| [00:22.28] | How come, how come? |
| [00:23.47] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [00:26.98] | How come, how come? |
| [00:28.17] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [00:31.30] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [00:33.78] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [00:36.75] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaah |
| [00:37.85] | Remember when I was a kiddo, growin' up in the middle |
| [00:40.09] | Windows lining my smile, silver teeth underneath my pillow |
| [00:42.82] | A nigga had a nappy head like a Brillo pad |
| [00:44.90] | Sister said I need to do somethin' about them beedy-beed naps |
| [00:47.85] | Snackin' on Andy Capp's with a pickle and a quarter water |
| [00:49.95] | Walked in the barbershop asked me what I wanted |
| [00:52.13] | I told that man I wanted to look like Superman |
| [00:54.06] | But when he had the long hair |
| [00:55.61] | You know, kinda like Michael Jackson? |
| [00:57.26] | The damn barber just started laughin' |
| [00:59.02] | I cried as he gave me that bald fade |
| [01:00.88] | Afro puffs hit the flo', symbolic of sheddin' my innocence |
| [01:03.62] | I guess I thought they were magicians or alchemists or mathematicians |
| [01:07.22] | With algebraic, calculus algorithms designed to cure me of my nappiness |
| [01:10.70] | Like a perm burned off my happiness |
| [01:12.41] | I sat silently acquiescent |
| [01:13.86] | Pitfalls of adolescence |
| [01:14.93] | Spitballs and scrabble sessions and tattle-tales |
| [01:17.20] | Playing around in the hallway like one of Santa's elves |
| [01:19.36] | "You wanna go to jail?" |
| [01:20.55] | "Hell naw, mister security!" |
| [01:21.96] | Got sent to the principal for my potty mouth |
| [01:23.85] | Talkin' bout some, "give me your number so we can call the house" |
| [01:26.00] | But gimme got shot, so the ink stainin' my record now |
| [01:28.89] | You pull a comb thru my afro, that shit'll crackle |
| [01:30.67] | Like a bowl full of Rice Krispies |
| [01:31.87] | Rollin' my innocence in a cigarillo like |
| [01:33.66] | How come I can't do what **** I want do? |
| [01:36.90] | How come, how come? |
| [01:38.03] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [01:41.56] | How come, how come? |
| [01:42.74] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [01:45.96] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [01:47.98] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [01:51.18] | How come, how come? |
| [01:52.02] | How come I can't say what **** I want say? |
| [01:55.47] | How come, how come? |
| [01:56.69] | Tender braids, but I can't make my eyes rain |
| [02:00.16] | How come, how come? |
| [02:01.40] | Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb |
| [02:04.55] | When my cradle hit the flo' |
| [02:06.91] | Tender head, my genes on swole |
| [02:09.41] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah |
| [02:10.79] | I don't wanna sing the Star-Spangled Banner |
| [02:13.11] | Unless it's produced by David Banner |
| [02:14.74] | Elbows on the lunch table, eatin' on a gravy sammich |
| [02:17.52] | Lil' nigga, no table manners |
| [02:19.33] | Crazy it attracted shawty's |
| [02:21.22] | On the back of the bus gettin' neck had a knack for noggin' |
| [02:23.30] | Lil' nick at nighttime |
| [02:25.45] | Googlin' booty, beauty illusions polluted and deep-rooted in my mind |
| [02:28.98] | My block was a Rubix |
| [02:30.07] | Anywhere you turned, the shit was hot around the clock |
| [02:32.10] | And they could not ice cube it, damn |
| [02:34.04] | Mama, I don't like this school shit |
| [02:35.95] | **** a logarithm, I'll log into the music, damn |
| [02:38.69] | Daddy, I don't like this school shit |
| [02:40.90] | I beat the desk until my knuckles bleed |
| [02:42.91] | All my teachers think I'm challenged mentally |
| [02:45.13] | But my mental skrong, know who I wanna be |
| [02:47.49] | Instantly began a surgery |
| [02:49.97] | Bada-bing, Voila!, made wings wit the words, Hallelujah, Yah bitch, Yah! |
| [02:52.74] | All my blessings came when I accepted I'm not y'all |
| [02:55.81] | I been put it down the line like laundry |
| [02:58.16] | They told me find something more concrete |
| [03:00.72] | Now a lil' nigga breakin' concrete |
| [03:02.78] | Praises to God I ain't no convict |
| [03:05.01] | They'll never take away my confidence |
| [03:07.07] | How come I can't do what **** I want do? |
| [03:10.07] | How come, how come? |
| [03:11.25] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [03:14.80] | How come, how come? |
| [03:15.94] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [03:19.03] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [03:21.42] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [03:22.44] | How come, how come? |
| [03:25.22] | How come I can't say what **** I want say? |
| [03:28.81] | How come, how come? |
| [03:29.93] | Tender braids, but I can't make my eyes rain |
| [03:33.44] | How come, how come? |
| [03:34.63] | Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb |
| [03:37.63] | When my cradle hit the flo' |
| [03:40.16] | Tender head, my genes on swole |
| [03:43.48] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah |
| [03:47.75] | --- www.LRCgenerator.com --- |
| [00:18.78] | How come I can' t do what I want do? |
| [00:22.28] | How come, how come? |
| [00:23.47] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [00:26.98] | How come, how come? |
| [00:28.17] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [00:31.30] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [00:33.78] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [00:36.75] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaah |
| [00:37.85] | Remember when I was a kiddo, growin' up in the middle |
| [00:40.09] | Windows lining my smile, silver teeth underneath my pillow |
| [00:42.82] | A nigga had a nappy head like a Brillo pad |
| [00:44.90] | Sister said I need to do somethin' about them beedybeed naps |
| [00:47.85] | Snackin' on Andy Capp' s with a pickle and a quarter water |
| [00:49.95] | Walked in the barbershop asked me what I wanted |
| [00:52.13] | I told that man I wanted to look like Superman |
| [00:54.06] | But when he had the long hair |
| [00:55.61] | You know, kinda like Michael Jackson? |
| [00:57.26] | The damn barber just started laughin' |
| [00:59.02] | I cried as he gave me that bald fade |
| [01:00.88] | Afro puffs hit the flo', symbolic of sheddin' my innocence |
| [01:03.62] | I guess I thought they were magicians or alchemists or mathematicians |
| [01:07.22] | With algebraic, calculus algorithms designed to cure me of my nappiness |
| [01:10.70] | Like a perm burned off my happiness |
| [01:12.41] | I sat silently acquiescent |
| [01:13.86] | Pitfalls of adolescence |
| [01:14.93] | Spitballs and scrabble sessions and tattletales |
| [01:17.20] | Playing around in the hallway like one of Santa' s elves |
| [01:19.36] | " You wanna go to jail?" |
| [01:20.55] | " Hell naw, mister security!" |
| [01:21.96] | Got sent to the principal for my potty mouth |
| [01:23.85] | Talkin' bout some, " give me your number so we can call the house" |
| [01:26.00] | But gimme got shot, so the ink stainin' my record now |
| [01:28.89] | You pull a comb thru my afro, that shit' ll crackle |
| [01:30.67] | Like a bowl full of Rice Krispies |
| [01:31.87] | Rollin' my innocence in a cigarillo like |
| [01:33.66] | How come I can' t do what I want do? |
| [01:36.90] | How come, how come? |
| [01:38.03] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [01:41.56] | How come, how come? |
| [01:42.74] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [01:45.96] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [01:47.98] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [01:51.18] | How come, how come? |
| [01:52.02] | How come I can' t say what I want say? |
| [01:55.47] | How come, how come? |
| [01:56.69] | Tender braids, but I can' t make my eyes rain |
| [02:00.16] | How come, how come? |
| [02:01.40] | Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb |
| [02:04.55] | When my cradle hit the flo' |
| [02:06.91] | Tender head, my genes on swole |
| [02:09.41] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah |
| [02:10.79] | I don' t wanna sing the StarSpangled Banner |
| [02:13.11] | Unless it' s produced by David Banner |
| [02:14.74] | Elbows on the lunch table, eatin' on a gravy sammich |
| [02:17.52] | Lil' nigga, no table manners |
| [02:19.33] | Crazy it attracted shawty' s |
| [02:21.22] | On the back of the bus gettin' neck had a knack for noggin' |
| [02:23.30] | Lil' nick at nighttime |
| [02:25.45] | Googlin' booty, beauty illusions polluted and deeprooted in my mind |
| [02:28.98] | My block was a Rubix |
| [02:30.07] | Anywhere you turned, the shit was hot around the clock |
| [02:32.10] | And they could not ice cube it, damn |
| [02:34.04] | Mama, I don' t like this school shit |
| [02:35.95] | a logarithm, I' ll log into the music, damn |
| [02:38.69] | Daddy, I don' t like this school shit |
| [02:40.90] | I beat the desk until my knuckles bleed |
| [02:42.91] | All my teachers think I' m challenged mentally |
| [02:45.13] | But my mental skrong, know who I wanna be |
| [02:47.49] | Instantly began a surgery |
| [02:49.97] | Badabing, Voila!, made wings wit the words, Hallelujah, Yah bitch, Yah! |
| [02:52.74] | All my blessings came when I accepted I' m not y' all |
| [02:55.81] | I been put it down the line like laundry |
| [02:58.16] | They told me find something more concrete |
| [03:00.72] | Now a lil' nigga breakin' concrete |
| [03:02.78] | Praises to God I ain' t no convict |
| [03:05.01] | They' ll never take away my confidence |
| [03:07.07] | How come I can' t do what I want do? |
| [03:10.07] | How come, how come? |
| [03:11.25] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [03:14.80] | How come, how come? |
| [03:15.94] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [03:19.03] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [03:21.42] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [03:22.44] | How come, how come? |
| [03:25.22] | How come I can' t say what I want say? |
| [03:28.81] | How come, how come? |
| [03:29.93] | Tender braids, but I can' t make my eyes rain |
| [03:33.44] | How come, how come? |
| [03:34.63] | Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb |
| [03:37.63] | When my cradle hit the flo' |
| [03:40.16] | Tender head, my genes on swole |
| [03:43.48] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah |
| [03:47.75] | www. LRCgenerator. com |
| [00:18.78] | How come I can' t do what I want do? |
| [00:22.28] | How come, how come? |
| [00:23.47] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [00:26.98] | How come, how come? |
| [00:28.17] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [00:31.30] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [00:33.78] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [00:36.75] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaah |
| [00:37.85] | Remember when I was a kiddo, growin' up in the middle |
| [00:40.09] | Windows lining my smile, silver teeth underneath my pillow |
| [00:42.82] | A nigga had a nappy head like a Brillo pad |
| [00:44.90] | Sister said I need to do somethin' about them beedybeed naps |
| [00:47.85] | Snackin' on Andy Capp' s with a pickle and a quarter water |
| [00:49.95] | Walked in the barbershop asked me what I wanted |
| [00:52.13] | I told that man I wanted to look like Superman |
| [00:54.06] | But when he had the long hair |
| [00:55.61] | You know, kinda like Michael Jackson? |
| [00:57.26] | The damn barber just started laughin' |
| [00:59.02] | I cried as he gave me that bald fade |
| [01:00.88] | Afro puffs hit the flo', symbolic of sheddin' my innocence |
| [01:03.62] | I guess I thought they were magicians or alchemists or mathematicians |
| [01:07.22] | With algebraic, calculus algorithms designed to cure me of my nappiness |
| [01:10.70] | Like a perm burned off my happiness |
| [01:12.41] | I sat silently acquiescent |
| [01:13.86] | Pitfalls of adolescence |
| [01:14.93] | Spitballs and scrabble sessions and tattletales |
| [01:17.20] | Playing around in the hallway like one of Santa' s elves |
| [01:19.36] | " You wanna go to jail?" |
| [01:20.55] | " Hell naw, mister security!" |
| [01:21.96] | Got sent to the principal for my potty mouth |
| [01:23.85] | Talkin' bout some, " give me your number so we can call the house" |
| [01:26.00] | But gimme got shot, so the ink stainin' my record now |
| [01:28.89] | You pull a comb thru my afro, that shit' ll crackle |
| [01:30.67] | Like a bowl full of Rice Krispies |
| [01:31.87] | Rollin' my innocence in a cigarillo like |
| [01:33.66] | How come I can' t do what I want do? |
| [01:36.90] | How come, how come? |
| [01:38.03] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [01:41.56] | How come, how come? |
| [01:42.74] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [01:45.96] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [01:47.98] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [01:51.18] | How come, how come? |
| [01:52.02] | How come I can' t say what I want say? |
| [01:55.47] | How come, how come? |
| [01:56.69] | Tender braids, but I can' t make my eyes rain |
| [02:00.16] | How come, how come? |
| [02:01.40] | Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb |
| [02:04.55] | When my cradle hit the flo' |
| [02:06.91] | Tender head, my genes on swole |
| [02:09.41] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah |
| [02:10.79] | I don' t wanna sing the StarSpangled Banner |
| [02:13.11] | Unless it' s produced by David Banner |
| [02:14.74] | Elbows on the lunch table, eatin' on a gravy sammich |
| [02:17.52] | Lil' nigga, no table manners |
| [02:19.33] | Crazy it attracted shawty' s |
| [02:21.22] | On the back of the bus gettin' neck had a knack for noggin' |
| [02:23.30] | Lil' nick at nighttime |
| [02:25.45] | Googlin' booty, beauty illusions polluted and deeprooted in my mind |
| [02:28.98] | My block was a Rubix |
| [02:30.07] | Anywhere you turned, the shit was hot around the clock |
| [02:32.10] | And they could not ice cube it, damn |
| [02:34.04] | Mama, I don' t like this school shit |
| [02:35.95] | a logarithm, I' ll log into the music, damn |
| [02:38.69] | Daddy, I don' t like this school shit |
| [02:40.90] | I beat the desk until my knuckles bleed |
| [02:42.91] | All my teachers think I' m challenged mentally |
| [02:45.13] | But my mental skrong, know who I wanna be |
| [02:47.49] | Instantly began a surgery |
| [02:49.97] | Badabing, Voila!, made wings wit the words, Hallelujah, Yah bitch, Yah! |
| [02:52.74] | All my blessings came when I accepted I' m not y' all |
| [02:55.81] | I been put it down the line like laundry |
| [02:58.16] | They told me find something more concrete |
| [03:00.72] | Now a lil' nigga breakin' concrete |
| [03:02.78] | Praises to God I ain' t no convict |
| [03:05.01] | They' ll never take away my confidence |
| [03:07.07] | How come I can' t do what I want do? |
| [03:10.07] | How come, how come? |
| [03:11.25] | Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through |
| [03:14.80] | How come, how come? |
| [03:15.94] | Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold |
| [03:19.03] | Since my cradle hit the flo |
| [03:21.42] | Tender head, my denim skrong |
| [03:22.44] | How come, how come? |
| [03:25.22] | How come I can' t say what I want say? |
| [03:28.81] | How come, how come? |
| [03:29.93] | Tender braids, but I can' t make my eyes rain |
| [03:33.44] | How come, how come? |
| [03:34.63] | Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb |
| [03:37.63] | When my cradle hit the flo' |
| [03:40.16] | Tender head, my genes on swole |
| [03:43.48] | Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah |
| [03:47.75] | www. LRCgenerator. com |
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