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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