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Grown Kids feat. Multiplist

from Mood Of The Music by G-DO & Xception

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Grown Kids Written by Xception

I was told watch out for Virgos
But my blood flows where her’s flows
My name goes where her’s goes
My range is as long as hers grows
So it’s a catch 22, but I’m tired of catching the blues
So I’m catching a case of…
What’s your name, what’s your face uh
Cant remember your number or find a trace of…
My sub-conscious eraser left a blank space where your place was cus
You like treble with no bass blood
On a Dr. Dre record with Charlie Tuna rapping
In other words you need more balance in your tactics
I challenge any actress to crack this
Maybe Halle Barry in Monster
Or Mariah Carey in concert
Either way I’m tired of the nonsense
I tried all that calmness
Now I’m gonna be calm and move on kid
Truth is its soothing as this song is
I’m ready for the silence to define what long is
Maybe in time we’ll find where home is
Eventually we’ll find where the phone is
Then talk about where uncle Jerome is
Ten minutes later you’ll be back on your throne pissed
You know its on when you messing with Grown Kids

Why do we keep playing like Grown Kids
I remember, we were strong, somewhere we went wrong
So wrong, but I still love
Why do we keep playing like grown kids

So who’s left to trust
Everybody really but how much
Stood up for you at the beginning but now I duck
Cus you showing up MIA when I am not OK
But I ain’t mad you hated
Its an education in the value of patience and I know
Its denial if I’m waiting for you to grow
They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks
So I’ll stop throwing all these bones and throwing these sticks
Is it just the fall or all year long
You looking in the mirror waiting to hear a song
You really are the top dog of them all
The top hog of the small
Should read all the writing on the wall
Your picture was hanging under lights in the hall
Description said danger dynamite to balls
Now that’s friction a stunning rendition
Of the definition of dipping in position
Conditions you pose on listening suppose that
What you hear is composed so I’m closed
Leave him alone you weaved your own shit
You know its on when you messing with grown kids

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from Mood Of The Music, released July 26, 2010
Produced by G-DO
Written by Xception and Multiplist

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