E-Dubble - Coming Of Age lyrics

Through all the good things
And all the hardships
And all the times that we
Thought that we lost it
We hold our heads high and keep our chins up
'Cause when we die, well
At least we did something
We went for broke when we found a cause
We took the path that they said was wrong
So when that song plays
You know where you where
The day we live for, the day the truth worked
Work, work, yeah, the truth works
At the very same time, yeah, the truth hurts
Been taught our whole lives
Just to shoot first
I'ma keep living 'till they put
Me in that new hearse

Keep on moving, steady screaming out "EH!"
And we only get one, so damn it we gon' play!
Too big to fail, they bail, we gon' stay
Put our time in hard, we all coming of age

They've been speaking from the roof top
I've been on the ground floor
With my fucking boom box trying to
Play it loud for 'em
They don't wanna hear that
But they'll play anything
Call me John Cusack i will say anything
To keep the truth mixed in I
Will be the sixth man
Living in a different world
Look at this wingspan
Fuck it I can fly high pockets still way low
So I don't play games never seen a Halo
I ain't trying to hate though
Got my own vices help me get through
But they still love crisis
So we do the give and take
Looking for the give and go
I be setting screens so
Mean Doc Rivers called
But, I'm on a different grind
And time has never been abundant
Your family stays modern when
You play Al Bundy negative as fuck
But your heart's in the right place
Paying life's toll so appreciate
The chump change

Through all the good things
And all the hardships
And all the times that we
Thought that we lost it
We hold our heads high and keep our chins up
'Cause when we die, well
At least we did something
We went for broke when we found a cause
We took the path that they said was wrong
So when that song plays
You know where you where
The day we live for, the day the truth worked
Work, work, yeah, the truth works
At the very same time, yeah, the truth hurts
Been taught our whole lives
Just to shoot first
I'ma keep living 'till they put
Me in that new hearse

Keep on moving, steady screaming out "EH!"
And we only get one, so damn it we gon' play!
Too big to fail, they bail, we gon' stay
Put our time in hard, we all coming of age

On my grown shit i've been walking tightropes
And that stress is a mess so I might smoke
While I ponder all the things that calm me
Friends and my family hand me my palm trees
'Til I learn something hop up
Out the jerk store
Larry David I'm on the search for
And I don't need the money
But I need the freedom
Either way I'm writing, and I'm never leaving
'Till I'm satisfied, satiated, gratified
Hunger for the better
Times constitution ratified
Pyramid of needs
Tryna see if I can actualize
Drug store poet
Cause that motherfucker's better high
Ugh! And we'll be laughing at the politics
Fucking all the pretty girls we used
To have a problem with
Yeah break hearts then they JDate
Searching for the challah bread baby
You are way late

Through all the good things
And all the hardships
And all the times that we
Thought that we lost it
We hold our heads high and keep our chins up
'Cause when we die, well
At least we did something
We went for broke when we found a cause
We took the path that they said was wrong
So when that song plays
You know where you where
The day we live for, the day the truth worked
Work, work, yeah, the truth works
At the very same time, yeah, the truth hurts
Been taught our whole lives
Just to shoot first
I'ma keep living 'till they put
Me in that new hearse

Keep on moving, steady screaming out "EH!"
And we only get one, so damn it we gon' play!
Too big to fail, they bail, we gon' stay
Put our time in hard, we all coming of age

Hey baby girl, go on grab your luggage now
We're going to trip 'till we
Shut the fucking struggle down
Tired of getting choked up at every sad song
So we're going to do it right
And never write a bad song
They ain't listening no they ain't listening
We're on the balance beam
Sipping on the bitterness
Perfect harmony, finger to the dissonance
No timeouts, we win, no Michigan
Metronome click click click till
We split split split
In between trying to find that niche
Fabricate feelings when you need that fix
When you're human it'll hurt if it doesn't
You're a prick
Fight the good fight 'till your arms fall off
They dirty, you're clean
You don't need the Palmol'
Don't stop that game, green light, check ball
Keep playing through the fouls and
You'll get back on