Children
Black Star Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Once upon a time not long ago
When people wore Adidas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
And people was behaving like hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jacking old beats and making the dash"
They jacked the beats, money came with ease
But son, he couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease
He jacked another and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder
Set some R&B over the track for "Deep Cover" (187!)
The kid got wild, started acting erratic
He said "Yo, that presidential I got to have it"
With liquor in his belly son, he made up the track
But little did he know that his joints was wack
The shiny A&R said "Great new hit, G!"
"Whenever you need a loop, yo come get me"
The kid got amped and he starts to figure
"I'ma get dough like all of these other niggas!"
So, he's in the studio working round the clock
For pop radio, jacked the beat to 'Planet Rock'
Was out in the street when he met this sister
Who couldn't sing for shh but the mix would assist her
Hooked up the track and in excitation
He decided he'd head for the radio station
But (What?) he was running and he made a left
Was skeezing at top speed and ran into Mos Def
I slowed the young man down and I started: "Yo money
Yo, why you selling lies to our wives and children?"
He ran upstairs up to the top floor
Opened up the door then guess who he saw? (Who?)
Jane the chickenhead radio host
Who be yapping 'bout beef between east and west coast
He said "This one's a bullet, you got to give it run!"
The chicken said "Thanks" and spanked it #1
He went outside, was getting props all over
Then he dipped into his ride, the 4-point Rover
Raced up the block doing 83
Some cats with Hennessey saw him at a R-E-D
He winked his eye like his star status mattered
They rat-a-tat-tatted to make his blood splatter
"You rocking crazy ice and all you do is cling static
And rolling out in Brooklyn late night is problematic"
His eyes was bloody red, he hung on every word they said
They told the kid "Back down, that player shit is dead"
Deep in his heart, he knew he was gone
But he grabbed his .45 and decide to blaze on
With shades on founded had him astounded and
Before long the young man got surrounded
Those grabbed the guns, so goes the glory
And this is the way I got to end this story
He was out chasing cream and the American dream
Trying to pretend the ends justify the means
This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
It's just what comes to pass when you sell your ass




Life is more than what your hands can grasp
Good night!

Overall Meaning

The Black Star song Children is a commentary on the negative influence of hip-hop culture on young people. The song describes a young boy who is led astray by an older individual into a life of crime, and eventually ends up being shot and killed. The lyrics suggest that the boy's desire for money and success, as well as his exposure to violent hip-hop themes, led to his undoing.


The song's opening lines set the scene by describing a time when hip-hop was seen as a positive cultural force, but then goes on to suggest that this has changed. The lyrics describe the boy's descent into criminal activity, including stealing beats and producing low-quality music. The song also criticizes radio stations for promoting violent and misogynistic themes, and suggests that hip-hop culture has become too focused on materialism and violence.


Line by Line Meaning

Once upon a time not long ago
Long ago, during a different time


When people wore Adidas and lived life slow
People lived a simple life, wearing Adidas shoes


When laws were stern and justice stood
Laws were strict and justice was important


And people was behaving like hip-hop was good
Hip-hop was popular culture and had an impact on people's behavior


There lived a little boy who was misled
There was a young boy who was deceived


By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
Deceived by someone causing him harm


"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
The deceiver made promises of making money


Jacking old beats and making the dash"
They stole music and tried to profit from it


They jacked the beats, money came with ease
They made money quickly from stealing music


But son, he couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease
He became addicted to stealing music


He jacked another and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder
He continued stealing music from famous artists


Set some R&B over the track for "Deep Cover" (187!)
He added R&B music to a stolen song


The kid got wild, started acting erratic
He became reckless and unpredictable


He said "Yo, that presidential I got to have it"
He became greedy and wanted material possessions


With liquor in his belly son, he made up the track
He was under the influence of alcohol when he made his music


But little did he know that his joints was wack
He didn't realize that his music was not good


The shiny A&R said "Great new hit, G!"
A record label executive praised his stolen song


"Whenever you need a loop, yo come get me"
The executive offered to help him make more music


The kid got amped and he starts to figure
He got excited and started to plan


"I'mma get dough like all of these other niggas!"
He wanted to make money like other successful musicians


So, he's in the studio working round the clock
He worked long hours in the recording studio


For pop radio, jacked the beat to 'Planet Rock'
He stole music for the purpose of making pop music


Was out in the street when he met this sister
He met a woman while outside


Who couldn't sing for shh but the mix would assist her
She couldn't sing well, but her voice was improved in the music mix


Hooked up the track and in excitation
They worked together and were excited about the music


He decided he'd head for the radio station
He wanted to get his music on the radio


But (What?) he was running and he made a left
He took a left turn while running towards the radio station


Was skeezing at top speed and ran into Mos Def
He was running fast and collided with Mos Def


I slowed the young man down and I started: "Yo money
Mos Def intervened and started talking to him


Yo, why you selling lies to our wives and children?"
Mos Def questioned his music's impact on families


He ran upstairs up to the top floor
He ran upstairs to reach the top floor of the radio station


Opened up the door then guess who he saw? (Who?)
He opened the door and saw Jane, the radio host


Jane the chickenhead radio host
She was an uneducated, foolish radio host


Who be yapping 'bout beef between east and west coast
She was talking about conflict between the two coasts of America


He said "This one's a bullet, you got to give it run!"
He recommended that she play his new song


The chicken said "Thanks" and spanked it #1
She played his song and it became very popular


He went outside, was getting props all over
People were congratulating him and showing him respect


Then he dipped into his ride, the 4-point Rover
He drove his expensive car


Raced up the block doing 83
He drove very fast


Some cats with Hennessey saw him at a R-E-D
Other people noticed him driving fast with a bottle of Hennessey cognac


He winked his eye like his star status mattered
He thought he was important and showed off


They rat-a-tat-tatted to make his blood splatter
They shot him with a gun, causing him to bleed


"You rocking crazy ice and all you do is cling static
He wore expensive jewelry to prove his wealth, but didn't add anything new to music


And rolling out in Brooklyn late night is problematic
Driving in Brooklyn at night can be dangerous


His eyes was bloody red, he hung on every word they said
He was injured and listened intently to what they said


They told the kid "Back down, that player shit is dead"
They advised him to stop being greedy and arrogant


Deep in his heart, he knew he was gone
He knew he was going to die


But he grabbed his .45 and decide to blaze on
He took out his gun and decided to keep fighting


With shades on founded had him astounded and
He was surprised by someone wearing similar sunglasses


Before long the young man got surrounded
He was surrounded by people with guns


Those grabbed the guns, so goes the glory
The people with guns took control and won the power struggle


And this is the way I got to end this story
This is the conclusion of the story


He was out chasing cream and the American dream
He was pursuing wealth and success


Trying to pretend the ends justify the means
He believed that his actions were justified by his goals


This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
The story is serious and not to be taken lightly


It's just what comes to pass when you sell your ass
This is what happens when you compromise your values for money


Life is more than what your hands can grasp
There is more to life than material possessions


Good night!
The story is over




Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Dante Smith, Shawn Mallory Jones

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found

More Versions