Eugene Parks - DON'T OVERESTIMATE

Riding on dubs ain’t mean that you really have weight
You can bench press 80, but that wont save you from blade
Thinking you are major, but  don’t be hasty my mate
Don’t overestimate
We barely can say
That we manage this game!


Ok ok
Think about the most successful fellas of your school days 
They looked tight, shapely and bright, dignified
Used to be in the spotlight
Envied by the schoolmates 

Parents loaded, tons of friends, never knew any bans
Cigarettes, beer in cans, life bubbles and pulsates
Don't need to tense up at all
When you’re rich and 15 years old

Boys grew up quick, drove a stick, and every week
Strolled round the hood in dads Toyotas
They smashed chicks, smoked weed, while nerdys and geeks 
Sat in kitchens so hard trying to focus

Things went amazing, hard to imagine how good!
But there were some surprises for kids from the hood  


Riding on dubs ain’t mean that you really have weight
You can bench press 80, but that wont save you from blade
Thinking you are major, but  don’t be hasty my mate
Don’t overestimate 
We barely can say
That we manage this game!

We were just bunch of puppies
Grimy faces, empty pockets,
Hardboard stolen from the market - danced break ‘pon the street

We never knew our fathers        
So to get a couple dollars
Working from an early age was only way to proceed      
                    
Now kids have gotten older
Roll callers, brief cases, folders
We scattered across the world and advancing indeed      

But lately I heard rumours:             
Not every had ‘nough prudence
And those who stayed in hood were stuck deep in the sh*t

The most affected were 
Those who got nothing to tense for
And those who used to have just all what they need

Boys have gone really wild
There is nothing left of style
Have become popos and winos
Wives ugly as sin

Broken 
Nozes
Binges 
Flaunting
District 
Bloated
Conceit
Someone sleep in the backseat
So many classy boys are lost on brutal an merciless streets


Life’s tricky…
First you’re on the wave, but then outta flow
Now you splash out - tomorrow out of dough
Thinking you are tough and getting punch in the lower jaw       
Fall in love with perfect 10 - she turns into such a hoe    
(It’s gotta be hurting:
Nothing is certain!
Go lift the curtain!)
Were just having both feet on the floor,
And here you’re clutching at any straw

Nobody is without flaw, but if your know your chances are low 
It’s not about drawing short and long                                        
Don’t sit around or you will end up walking flat broke in the raw
I always knew
It’s heavy to get on with me - I’m not standard,
Do not give a f*ck ‘bout emolument
Amazed at the patience - my lady is saintly!
I would set up a monument!
      
«Surrounded by issues» my name
Oh how I wish set it on flame!
But on the other hand, sh*t knows well how to stimulate    

For real there is only one belay:
You gotta choose what awakes love, otherwise can not reach the end
Think a world was made by gifted people - bullsh*t, stop pretend
Get your ass up, f*ck authorities - no one knows what you can!


Riding on dubs ain’t mean that you really have weight (Feel the faith inside)
You can bench press 80, but that wont save you from blade (Keep head high, do not give up!)
Thinking you are major, but  don’t be hasty my mate (F*ck them all - it’s your life!)
Don’t overestimate (Don’t waste time) 
We barely can say (it’s all in your hands!)

Riding on dubs ain’t mean that you really have weight (Feel the faith inside)
You can bench press 80, but that wont save you from blade (Keep head high, do not give up!)
Thinking you are major, but don’t be hasty my mate (F*ck them all - it’s your life!)
Don’t overestimate
We barely can say
That we manage this game!


It’s gotta be hurting:
Nothing is certain!
Go lift the curtain!

Written by:
EVGENII MARDIUK

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