The Knowmads – Playground Lyrics

(Wilson 1st Verse)
I know it sucks struggling for a couple of bucks every check
While these dealers are looking fresh and flashing hundreds in a Lex
And you still ain’t got money yet, cause half goes to cover your debt
Better than you running cause they coming to put one in your chest
That’s why your always burning sess, because your so fucking stressed
But all we seem to see is just another brother in a mess
It’s fucked up how we judge, race, religion, colour and sex
Don’t know shit about the person so it’s just what we expect
But if you put them to the test they be a cut above the rest
Instead of jumping on the nice when and wherever you wanna step
Like you blind to the rich kids and suburbs clucking for meth
How is crack a black problem when we all have to accept
It can’t be solved by your found pen behind a comfortable desk
Church with crackheads on the corner still bugging and haven’t slept
I can’t even imagine, if one of my cousins was next
Crazy cats are body builders, grabbing the pump for a rep
It’s either East or West, wrong sign, or from some other set
A matter of time before they realise there’s no justice in death
Cause anyone could bust a tech til’ there’s nothing left
But if you want respect in the upper left, you better come correct cause

(Chorus)
(DJ Scratching) Why I’m rather unique

(Tom Pepe 2nd Verse)
These days, yo, look, uh
These days well I don’t know what to say now
Kids tend to segregate themselves on the playground
And it’s happening in BK and Eight Town
Cause the same skin colour hang with the same crowd
So some slide up, and the others slide down
And the white kids climb past the black and the brown
It all seems the same like the past is the now
And the wheels on the bus go round and round but
I been around a lot of towns inside the Pugent Sounds
Standing up for what I feel is right and see I used to clown
But look around and see that people looking down
At each other like they different and kids that makes us all frown
We need to calm down, leaders put your bombs down
Brothers in the human race, the earth is just our mums now
And all that Gangsta bigotry is just the wrong sound
Hip Hop save me from kicking it with wrong clowns

(Chorus)
(DJ Scratching) Why I’m rather unique

(Tom Pepe 3rd Verse)
I’m glad I found a way around the mainstream
I could of drowned in the waters but I stand for my dreams
So the kids who gave a poke could cope through their teens
And learn we’re all one if you know what I mean?
But these days well I don’t know what to say now
Kids tend to segregate themselves on the playground
And it’s happening in BK and Eight Town
Cause the same skin colour hang with the same crowd
So some slide up, and the others slide down
And the white kids climb past the black and the brown
It all seems the same like the past is the now
And the wheels on the bus go round and round and
Go round and round and
The wheels on the bus go round and round and

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