Nuworld Kayo - Joshua Lyrics

We all know what you did
We all know what you made
This shit for the kids, this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
We all know what you did
We all know what you made
This shit for the kids, this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies

Life turned to gold, I turned to God
Had to learn the boat to turn the tide
Had to learn the stride to push it forward
Tried to pull me back, I pushed the culture
And the combats was hand to hand
I was face to face and man to man
I put a key inside a open door, in a way I'm saying they owe me more
I could write a book off memory only
You was with me from the ending only
But the worst chapter's yet to start
I got nightmares of being a star
Know it sounds good and dandy, cool
But my family pissed I cancelled school
They don't smile the same, it's fake and bluffing
I was tapped for change, I made adjustments
And my uncle say he hate the difference
But my auntie had me pay for inches
I can't win for lose I'm in the booth
And they still ask me where's the new
Want the old me, the one that's too shy for the f*ck you pay me
I was timid crazy
I was in a daze
Too shy to say it
So we shot the vid
Now they shouting praises, what's good

We all know what you did
We all know what you made
This shit for the kids, this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
We all know what you did
We all know what you made
This shit for the kids, this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies

Back when I was proving points, now I'm like the proven point
That every city got a pool of points, to hand out to the coolest
Coins to hand out to the students, joined in hands out to the judis
Who could have hate be motive
Boys missed, you could thank me sorta kinda
Border line a fortifying, Florida flying, quarter dime for dime and pound for pound, I got rounds boy
Lyrical exercise, sitting on Mecca's side, she say I got that sound boy
Shad ass at the soundboard
Thrd playing the most sound chords, perfect picture
Goes deeper but I'll share the surface witcha
I could work ya mental, I'll start a wave and then surf it with you
So perfect, this what I never had
Luminesce, two step right through the stress, right through the test
Failed time and time but then again put school to rest, I got new regrets
I got new demands
I need half up front now, with no punts now
I was 4th and long and screamed "Hail Mary," til we up now, whats good

We all know what you did
We all know what you made
This shit for the kids, this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
We all know what you did
We all know what you made
This shit for the kids, this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies
This shit for the (Um), this shit for the babies