Dastardly SkillzAbout me
Getaway
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Location: Columbus/United States
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Dastardly Skillz-"Getaway" .....(Intro)..........Skillz...C'mon...This jaunt here is for all the troubled teens out there wit' no guidance...Due to listenin' to the powerful voice of misdirection...(Verse 1)It seems the closer I get to bein' blessed,it becomes more a mess...Stress levels progress, it makes it hard to digest...Yes,we're livin' in the days of the last and it's hard to prepare for the future when u struggle wit' the past...Workin' hard to find ya way...But the day to day cares of this world is sure to blind ya from the right of way...Call it a cliche' but no one's lookin' out fo' our youth,to remind them that tomorrow brings a brighter day...But for some,that tomorrow never comes..Ya take a bad stand when u should elect to run-on...What u call yo' grind,never knew u crossed the line...'Til u caught a stray from behind,and it blows the minds...Of every loved one around u confused as why...U didn't have yoself in school,now a suit & tie...Is the attire as we view what's left of u...Hands folded on ya chest,only God knows what's next for u...(hook)Hands on is how u learned ya lessons...(True)...Right choice is how u earn ya blessin'...(True)...Follow ya dreams,oh,did I forget to mention?..If you hang wit nine broke friends,u bound to be the tenth one...What's here tomorrow could be gone today...(True)...I'm here to tell ya there's a better way...(True)...It's for the teens,lend an ear by all means...Find yaself and getaway...(Let's go!)...(Verse 2)To a place u know not to far from here...Years befo' u were exposed to purple,green, and Belvidere...(Yep!)...Didn't know it then,now u see it's ever clear...How u gave ya all in lil' league,each and every year...Multi-sport athelete,academic prowess...Plans to go to college,help me overstand how now it's...Shifted to the fast life,streets and those who cheddar chase...Should be playin' ball in front of millions,but you'd rather face...A bunch of hard ankles locked inside a cage...All starin' @ the ceilin' from a bunk to hide the rage...That's only if you're lucky and get out before the grave...Comes callin' and ya ballin' as the devil rocks the stage...Refocus ya mind,86 them flashy images...Get up on ya grind fo' real and start ownin' some businesses...Learn to control ya vices,start makin' betta choices...Sometimes u got to get away,listen to betta voices..(Hook)...(Verse 3)Third verse without a curse 'cause ther's a purpose...Directed towards u young misses,just because you're worth it...Life is what u make it,time to start takin' control of it...Walk befo' u run shawty,learn to slow ya role a bit...There's more to partyin' than shakin' what'cha momma gave ya...And I believe she gave ya more than just a party favor...Or conversation piece,just to say the least...She didn't buy them new stilettos fo'u to play out in them streets...Unlearn the behavior that's in u...Yearnin' to collaborate the evils that men do...Stop followin' the blind to the venue...In time you will find,when they dine,you're the menu...I know it's rough,my words cuttin' like a Ginsu...Speakin' from the heart from what I've seen and what I've been through...Learn to differentiate tasteful from sinful...Respect yaself Ma,and please keep it simple...(Hook)
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