Windows

Album cover art for "Windows" by CMA (Group)

CMA (Group) - Rap

Windows

4 Plays

Duration: 4:54

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[Intro] Empty walls, and nothing's moving Useless time lies in the corners Not a sound to start a thought Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight [Hook] Sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight [Verse 1: The Grouch]: I remember the rainy days Mom would drop me off at school in a bucket It was around the 3rd grade Melting crayons on the furnace, playing "heads up, seven up" Boy I was learning and I felt great I had an Incredible Hulk lunchbox A Michael Jackson jacket, three-stripe socks Right before the first pair of Jordans came out Every year I had a Valentine, she would shoot my game out To work that pain out I'd eat a gang of candy Cherry clan, Zots, lots you understand me? My teeth were rotten, always at the dentist My dad played The Police, I was his music apprentice He drove a Cutlass, a 7-deuce dropped Didn't know what he had though, I'm tellin you pop If I could take it back to 80-something I'd let some sun in, but you made us toughen [Hook] Sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight [Verse 2: The Grouch] Mom said tough love, dad drank the bottle up Sixth grade and candy's not enough Mom bought me a snare drum I beat it but I didn't get it yet When they split, I was prepared In school I failed mathematics Friends made sense still, couldn't get the girls but I had some status Commodore, computer literate a little bit Moved to the east of the 'O' Now I can feel a little grin under my toes None of my woes were too large But through any bit of hardship, character grows Hip-hop's staring me in the nose This block's preparing me for what was chose A rose out of concrete's real I've seen it happen before Trade in my speech for a meal Traded in raindrops for sunrays Turned in 'no ways' into 'some ways' [Hook] Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight [Verse 3: Luckyiam.PSC] Little Tommy lived on Victor Next came little sister I used to be an only child, now you see me jealous I was one of the nappy headed, sports-playing fellas Couldn't tell us nothin unless you was a coach I had a roach, a few but my parents wasn't broke But broken in the union so I guess I got some hopes So I guess I had support from that double income Mama went to school to be a nurse and bring funds Into the household like pops did While she was taking classes at El Camino College While I was extra baggage The extra mouth to manage in the Christmas gets the package For a latchkey kid who never thought he'd make it happen The 80's started crackin, my neighborhood was blastin So my folks moved us out of that zone to face the challenge of change Without a damn, I doubt I'd be the same But I'd probably stand the rain 'til the sun shined again [Hook] Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight [Verse 4: Luckyiam.PSC] So it's bye bye Inglewood, hello Mid-City hood The colors done changed now, I really wanna spree how Corduroy's, Fila's, & snakeskin belts Got bell-bottom girls in the Sergio Tacchini's I went to John Purvis, first girly was a meanie Cheated on me with a dude that used to go to UNI My confidence was puny so I let this cutie do me Ruined me trust in females and such I never really bounced back from that So it's rough on, any relationship I've had since that day Or any hesitation of why not to play Or reasons this cold heart is desperate for rays [Hook] Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight Strips of sunlight slowly leaking down the door And the window holds no sight

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Credits

Writers
  • The Grouch
  • Luckyiam.PSC