DJ Kenn Aon - They Don't Care lyrics

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DJ Kenn Aon - They Don't Care lyrics

[Verse 1] Late night thinkin, turned a n***a to dranker Tryna ship a milly, who can really be the anchor Cash to the ceilin, only feelings for the banker Paper, talkin turn this field into some acres Danger, them honor roll students can turn to gangstas Hope I see the fruits of my labor, before the maker I just know them n***as got bullets up in the chamber So I bring it all the table like it was catered Another day, another friend gone d**h's door, Brought me anger I can't fend off I just pray the law get 'em, b4 I get dawg No k**er, but I'm thinkin like I'm Slim Charles Lawd, I know this thinkin ain't right Me and my demons ain't tight See the same plight, that's the thing I can't fight Cause them cowards k**ed my n***a and they didn't think twice Just another thing I gotta through Breaking down, hear the sound up in the vocals I do it for my town, all the kids that are local That see themselves in prison, 'fore they see themselves as moguls I know people, that got it but lack the confidence It's hard when the school and the news tell you the opposite So they learned from the struggle instead of colleges Keep a foot in the streets instead of politics Get it, how you get it, swear this sh** is so addictive You won't understand if you never had to live it Open up the fridge, only ramen in the kitchen Some sellin rock, goin' minin' in the kitchen Ma** incarcaration, tryna lock us in the system First offense, and gave him all the time that they could give him How ya start checkin my car when I'm the victim Cowards go abusin they power that sh** is sickenin Win or draw, I can only lose, if I never start Set-it-off, do it by myself, that's a better cause The tendency, is people more temporary than rental cars Gettin' close, ready to blow, that when the pressure's on Never-lost, chicks be more interested in credit cards Sickly how she go through them fifties and never menopause Debutante, want me to make it to feed her every want This Cashflow too out of control for you to levee on [Chorus] Still got my feet in the paint, To my people I'ma saint I can probably go against a tank, I'm used to doin sh** they said I can't Take a couple puffs to maintain, its still riddlin the brain They rather hear about my chains, that's how you entertained? They don't care about the pain They don't care about the pain They don't care about the pain They don't care about the pain They don't care about the pain They don't care about the pain [Verse 2] Went broke for it, went to another coast for it, All I sacrificed to go for it, so horrid Did it free, no dough for it, lost friends and some hope for it, God bless The benefit i'm putting my message in those sentences Like maybe all these remnants of friendships can fill my emptiness My penmanship is givin me reason, to take a breath again Execedrin for pain, this little pen is my medicine In debt so they leavin me no choice, f** humble, I rather come in no poise Cause they muted a n***a like I had no voice, let em play with it, now we brangin our own toys Imagine, I was so silent in all my cla**es The actions, f** talkin about it I make it happen I rather come to take those props instead of askin All I had to learn was from people who never had shyt How do you reprogram, a grown man? Where we throw fists before we fixin to hold hands Straight to the grind, they think I'm talkin 'bout slow jams On stage, dolo I had no bands.. Ughh, they used to tell me I had no chance How you gonna tell me sh** when you a door man? I could be up in the streets lettin fours blam B thankful I'm goin for mine, instead of yours fam