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3 cards marley – teenage fantasy lyrics

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intro
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cards marley back
cards marley is back

verse one
i grew up in a loving family, see papa was on salary
but he be always buying me things in a tough economy
and we be always moving around, to places safest
cause the violence was out of control
my mother is a humble black woman
and i love her, with my heart and soul
cause through the sins i know, she be praying for me
grandma p-ssed away and she be praying for me
from the heavens as i battle with my demons in the streets all day
supercloud adidas but the street don’t pay
hang with n-ggas in the hood smoke weed all day
make the cloud turn purple hope the dreams don’t fade
when the sun’s down cards marley want to shine
but the glitter from the metal make me want to hide
ain’t the life for a child, where the wolves running wild
they sell you dreams sell you schemes before you realize
you past your teens with the dreams and let hunger decide
capitalist mind of a child

chorus
want it when we can’t have it
when we’ve got it we don’t seem to want it
want it when we can’t have it
when we’ve got it we don’t seem to want it

2nd intro
okay, you got to think in this section
listen, think deeply

verse two
they call it black slavery; no one is there to save them
sending sos to a frequency no one is listening on
marley put a record on
sample hooks and the breaks and starts rhyming on
turn the struggles into words that you can rap along
street got no love for people who just tag along
so just try to be strong and be phenomenal
like my n-gga guyman who got the positive vibe
rose through the trials faced as a child
of a mother who decided she want to be alone
raised by a father who gave him the tips to the throne
now he in my neighborhood chilling keeping it cool
making money and the barneys all be calling the phone

chorus
want it when we can’t have it
when we’ve got it we don’t seem to want it
want it when we can’t have it
when we’ve got it we don’t seem to want it

verse three
i wonder what to rhyme next
but i be spraying graffiti in my school’s steps
kicked out a lot of schools for the wrong steps
but they be wronging all the younging and it is kinda the fact
they keep you uneducated and leave you unemployed
if you try to be educated you still be unemployed
my hommie got a degree and he be selling kush
got graduates in the corners and they be selling kush
they selling escape from our f-cked up reality
humanity is struggling to deal with insanity
in every campaign rally there is a stabbing
or a gunshot but the bullet never hits the podium
instead a mother gets shot, a father gets shot
a son got shot, for what he knows not
and while i try to use my rhyme to stop the rot
i battle my inner darkness to spark a riot