I Once Was A Rascal

By W.W (aka Word Play)

 

Yeah I once was a rascal

Cuz coming up in the hood is a hassle

Make it out Boy I have to

Cuz the pillars are fallen

And n***** move in procession

So I’m askin’ the question

To use words as profession

So my thoughts and my words clash

Hear the percussion

Still got a lot to learn

Just say I’m under construction

So in my mind I think mayhem

In my heart it beats rhythm

I try to be solemn

Right now wrong column

Combat with the problem

Or canvass the rascal

Cuz he’s too much of a hassle

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