Cool Grey 11S song by Marlon Craft from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is East Coast, Underground Rap, Conscious Hip-Hop music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Cool Grey 11S Meaning
| [[Verse] In the end, you think a lot ’bout the beginning So I’m pondering my youth, but I’m not about to give in If youth’s wasted on the young, I’m wondering like, yo, is life wasted on the living? ‘Cause I been wasted in the living room a lot Have a voice and a platform to clap for ’em It doesn’t mean I’ll get to move the plot I’d like to think I’ll get to do a lot We behind the 8 ball, but we don’t get the cues a lot That existential dread make me hit the snooze a lot I write the best in bed past 4 in the AM I’m ’bout more than I’m sayin’, I swear Nowadays they got more just to say ’bout my hair Can’t deny that aesthetics was my biggest barrier We always look before we hear White people of this planet always took before we feared And we fabricate more reasons to be shook and to be scared But it’s just the damage that this planet took cause we won’t share Could we just repair? Humans did this, we can undo it But I don’t really think that we want to And the clock winding down and to be honest, it’d be tough to Before this shit is uninhabitable, but we must do it It bein’ try, but it seem to us, music is a symphony of lies I see the rush ruins as I sit with the child inside, I can’t deny his pride And I don’t want to It’s just the challenge to self-actualize amongst the consumin’ What the fuck’s brewin’? Wake up and smell the coffee and the drugs and lust oozin’ Country of compulsion in a world of illusion But I gotta love it, it’s the place I done grew in The place that love grew in Haste we gotta move with ain’t the pace I’m pursuin’ So I’m entering adulthood with a lot of confusion , [Chorus] All I wanted was some Cool Grey 11s Need that patent leather for the weather change Now I got them shits before they came out But I look outside and the weather’s rain All I wanted was some Cool Grey 11s Since I was seven But once I get ’em, will they be too big to step in? I don’t know and I don’t know and I won’t know, yeah The race is rigged, I’m facing in some more The place we give’s the place we get to go We chase the end, that day’s eventual Obtaining bliss begins with letting go The patience and the hastiness and woe We taking kids to graves for inches, bro And all of this beginning in the middle of an ending Got me sittin’ in the kitchen full of smoke, woah [Bridge] What can I do? Oh, what can I do? Oh yeah Yeah [Chorus] All I wanted was some Cool Grey 11s Need that patent leather for the weather change Now I got them shits before they came out But I look outside and the weather’s rain All I wanted was some Cool Grey 11s Since I was seven But once I get ’em, will they be too big to step in? I don’t know and I don’t know and I won’t know, yeah The race is rigged, I’m facing in some more The place we give’s the place we get to go We chase the end, that day’s eventual Obtaining bliss begins with letting go The patience and the hastiness and woe We taking kids to graves for inches, bro And all of this beginning in the middle of an ending Got me sittin’ in the kitchen full of smoke, woah , [Outro] Good news, people There may be hope for our boy yet You see, sometimes the questions are the answers Sometimes the answers are questions themselves Sometimes it ain’t what, it’s just how To our man, Mr. Craft, fighting on I guess all we can do is play you a song] |
