Conscious Youths - Play lyrics

[Verse - Mr. Singh] There she goes again / a perfect ten / from beginning to end Surrounded by men and she never pretends She gets fit in the gym / sporting all that gold And he don't even know that she's cheating on him Housey wife turned Sista Bling / now she's out with Mr.Singh Sting so bad it is blistering and the ex-boyfriend can kiss the ring When he talks about love she's dissing him when I speak about love she's listening High heel boots / what a flashy thing in a birthday suite since christening [Hook x 2] Here we go again / just one more rounds with my friends And I hope it never ends because today is my time to play [Verse 2 - Paleface] You know what they say / every dog has his day Some bark / some bite but still they might get caught in the game Left in the rain / jumpin' up and down they wanting to play And heads keep talking and talking / but they got nothing to say [Paleface] Particular people are critical, bickering [Redrama] That we too mainstream [Paleface] They really political, silly and pitiful [Mr. Singh] Meaning you and me [Paleface] The cynical side is clinically typical [Redrama] For all the humanbeings [Paleface] Is he really a criminal? k**ing a lyrical? I'm feeling the ridicule reaching a pinnacle [Hook] [Verse 3 - Promoe] Well you know what they say / every dog has his day Some want the bone / some chase the cars / i'm leaving more than a stain Let me get it all / won't settle for the so-called luxuries in life That's such a cheesy lie / i'm callin' the bluff / doin' it for more than the fame c'mon Gimme freedom of speech / gimme equal rights Gimme clean air to breathe in the peaceful night Gimme whatever it takes to break our chains and make us see the light Gimme just a lil' ba** and a bit of space to let me speak my mind Won't you please just let me play [Verse 4 - Redrama] Give me space enough for me to breathe, enough for me to be, enough for me to play I don't ask for much, so just pa** the blunt, coffee half a cup, I'm okay I feel fabulous though I don't have a buck / It's hazardous trying to rhyme after us Check mate, ain't no matching us / they lack the nuts / And here's where the laughter stops It goes "oh, no, look at them go / Mr Singh, Lil Red, Daddy Pales, Promoe See the logo bro? my dogs is some stone cold flow pros / acting local, thinking global Get a load off and let me play / See my bros won't ever separate