Adonia Blaxk - Misfits Lyrics

We grow up, pour up
And stay swanging
Wonder why we roll up, smoke blunts
And stay banging
Gangs, guns, music, each other
We ain’t changing
Ya’ll smoke crack, we smoke weed
That ain’t the same thang
Tell us we ain’t shit
But we still stanking
Say we ain’t got no manners
But y’all don’t deserve thanking
Old folks talking down
On the next generation
Call it disrespect
We’re products of your creation

Popping pills, as they fall
Chasing em with alcohol
They say that’s dangerous
Right now I don’t care at all
Addicted to depression
And insomniac nights
I found my appetite
Inside this vampire life
What the fuck is progression
I represent regression
I refuse to learn my lesson
I’m always second guessing
Growing up I was scared of first
Automatic second
Ungrateful, over stressing
Forgetting all of my blessings
We lie, calculate
Manipulating emotions
Where do we get this notion
To put destruction in motion
We just be causing commotion
Fuck yo house and yo coasters
We ain’t calm and polite
But we still deep as the ocean

We grow up, pour up
And stay swanging
Wonder why we roll up, smoke blunts
And stay banging
Gangs, guns, music, each other
We ain’t changing
Ya’ll smoke crack, we smoke weed
That ain’t the same thang
Tell us we ain’t shit
But we still stanking
Say we ain’t got no manners
But y’all don’t deserve thanking
Old folks talking down
On the next generation
Call it disrespect
We’re products of your creation

Now you feel remorse
Want peace with your kids
But I’ll childhood sucked
It’s not like we can forgive
We’ll never see you
With that same type of respect again
You stole our innocence
Then judged us for our sins
Forced us to go through life
Basically all alone
Y’all brought us in this world
But now we’re on our own
And as we grew up as screw ups
We moved on
Went into the world, they booed us
We still strong
We make our own rules
We don’t bend, won’t conform
Say fuck it to what the government
Sets as the norm
We’re rebels and independents
We ain’t on no slave shit
Regardless of our heritage
We still the fuckin greatest

We grow up, pour up
And stay swanging
Wonder why we roll up, smoke blunts
And stay banging
Gangs, guns, music, each other
We ain’t changing
Ya’ll smoke crack, we smoke weed
That ain’t the same thang
Tell us we ain’t shit
But we still stanking
Say we ain’t got no manners
But y’all don’t deserve thanking
Old folks talking down
On the next generation
Call it disrespect
We’re products of your creation

I was failed by all the ones
I was supposed to trust
Even my own mama admitted as much
When she opened up
I came up around wolves
No one handed me a grand
No one showed me how to stand
Yet here the fuck I am
Thank God for PAC, Dmx
50, Eminem
If anybody claimed they raised me
It would have to be them
Falling asleep to rap records
Every single night
That’s when I became the monster
I had to be to survive
And they’ll say anything
To try to get me to open
Try so hard to ignore
All the provoking
But when certain words are spoken
Plus I’m already smoking
Hit em with that uppercut
Give that neck a promotion
How about instead of talking shit about the kids
Ya’ll actually do something to fucking help them
That’s just my opinion.