Growing Pains
Disturbing The Peace Lyrics

Do it again
Let's repeat the actions we took in our youth

Do it
Engage in those same activities

Let's do it again (do it)
Let's relive our past experiences

Let's do it again (okay)
Agreement to participate once more

I remember the days (uh-huh)
I have vivid memories of the past

High rights, low lefts, even stevens and fades
Different types of hairstyles were popular

Troops Lotto and BK’s, those was the days (uh-huh)
Naming popular brands from that time

Hi-tec boots spray paintin’ with your names
Customizing shoes with graffiti

T-shirts airbrushed that read the same
Wearing matching shirts with personalized designs

Thick herringbone chain (uh-huh), one gold with yo’ initial
Wearing a thick gold chain with your initials

Harris Photos, group shots, can you remember?
Taking group photos at Harris Photos studio

Barry, him told his bitch go to the prom and die
Barry instructed his girlfriend to die if she disobeyed him

Didn’t lie, shot his-self in the head with the .45 (oh, man)
He actually followed through and shot himself

When she disobeyed (what?), had North Clayton crazed
The incident caused chaos in the North Clayton area

Just to reiterate, dawg, those was the days
Emphasizing that those were memorable times

’Fore the invasions of haters, man crews from all around
Before the arrival of rival groups and negative influences

Used to get down at True Flavas (why?), bumpin' Key Lo
Frequenting True Flavas while listening to Key Lo's music

Rockin' Damage, Cross Colour and Paco
Wearing popular clothing brands from that era

While playboys stepped in talent shows
Participating in talent shows with charismatic individuals

Prom night, tux and Kangol was so cool (woo)
Dressing up for prom in trendy attire

Fuck them new model cars, we ridin' old school (old school)
Preferring vintage cars over modern ones

It used to be all good when we played Double Dutch in the hood
Having fun playing Double Dutch in our neighborhood

On the softball team I was swingin' that wood
I was skilled at hitting the ball during softball games

I remember eatin' Kool-Aid and sunflower seeds
Enjoying snacks like Kool-Aid and sunflower seeds

Jelly shoes, hair braided wit 1000 beads
Wearing jelly shoes and elaborate braided hairstyles

Mama sittin' on the porch 'till the lights come on
Mother watching over us until it got dark

And when I woke up in the mornin' and my bike was gone
Feeling devastated when my bike was stolen

I was sick to my stomach, couldn't eat for days
It affected me deeply and I lost my appetite

Sweepin' beauty shops, saving, making minimum wage
Working at beauty salons, saving money on a low income

Then I cop the 10-speed and got back on my feet
Purchasing a new bike and regaining my confidence

A whole pack'a girls ridin' twenty deep in the street
A large group of girls riding together in the neighborhood

We playin' catch a boy, freak a boy, switchin' up the rules
Engaging in fun games and daring activities

A summertime splash party get you in the pool
Enjoying pool parties during the summer

Ladies if ya feel it - holla back cause you wit me
Encouraging women to express solidarity

Shout my nigga Keya, Tony Mack, Jalay, Nikki
Giving a shoutout to friends and acquaintances

This for all them hood parkin' lots in every city
Dedicated to the parking lots in various neighborhoods

Ludacris, Face, Lil' Fate, Shawnna you wit me
Acknowledging fellow artists who are part of the experience

I had a Long John but no Silver, no gold or plat
I had basic possessions and lacked wealth or luxury

I was simply red from the years I been holdin' back
Feeling frustrated and restrained for a long time

With two sides to a book I lick stamps and light matches
Expressing duality through book pages, stamps, and matches

And set fires in garbage pales and cabbage patches
Engaging in mischievous activities like starting fires

A child of the corn been wild since I was born
I've been rebellious and adventurous since birth

Climbin' over barbed wire, clothes got torn
Overcoming obstacles and damaging my clothes in the process

Shoes got muddy and my click turned cruddy
My shoes became dirty and my group of friends became troublesome

Wherever I go they went they my buddies
Wherever I went, my friends were always by my side

I brush teeth, brush naps and calm streets
Taking care of oral hygiene and managing my hairstyle

Dreamin' of Cadillacs, wood wheels and plush seats
Aspiring to own luxurious cars with wooden wheels and comfortable seats

Cats with gold teeth and raps with such beats
Admiring individuals with gold teeth and impressive rap skills

Macks with no grief and some sacks of green leaf
Envying charismatic individuals with no worries and marijuana

When I loaded my cap gun I was ready for ac-tion!
Firing my cap gun symbolized my readiness for adventure

Starin' at beer cans and a moment to crack one
Staring at beer cans and anticipating opening one

Wanna hang with the big boys and play with the big toys
Desiring to be part of the older, more influential group

And be with the people makin all that got damn noise, man
Wanting to be around those who created excitement and chaos

I remember, Swiss Watches, Izod, Berries
Recalling popular brands like Swiss Watches, Izod, and Berries

Levi Denims, dried eyed jerry-curls
Noticing people wearing Levi Denims and maintaining jerry-curl hairstyles

Back when the girls wore striped chick jeans
Noting the fashion trend of girls wearing striped jeans

Straight leg Lee’s on, sewn at the seams
Observing people wearing straight-legged Lee jeans with neat stitching

Borrowing dope tape was all good if ya head-bang
Sharing music cassette tapes and enjoying the head-banging experience

Long as you was ridin', you ain't need to have a gang
As long as you were part of a group, there was no need for gang affiliation

And even back then chicks was starvin' the church status
Even in those days, girls were attracted to church-going individuals

You even had a car, favorite drawer that kept stack
If you owned a car, you had a special place to store money

Old school homies did nothin' but block red
Old school friends caused trouble and clashed with rival groups

Stay gon' off the old E and pop Zan's
Being under the influence of malt liquor and taking Xanax

Mama had to mourn over it, niggas ya hang around
Mother expressing grief over the people you associated with

To the point when you came in the house when they came around
Being cautious and entering the house when certain individuals were present

And - My dad was dead so these streets had to raise me
Losing my father and growing up with the streets as my guide

And even back in 1983 shit was crazy
Highlighting the chaotic nature of the year 1983

Young, black, broke, drunk be a smoke
Being young, financially struggling, and engaging in substance abuse

It's good they kicked my ass outta' the school, fuck the principal
Reflecting on getting expelled from school and expressing disdain for the principal

We were tryin so hard
We made tremendous efforts

Hard to survive
Difficult to endure

'Cause even though we were young
Despite our young age

We had to stay strong
We needed to be resilient

No matter what we went through
Regardless of the hardships

It was me and my crew
We relied on each other

And that's how it went
That's how our lives unfolded

When we were kids
During our childhood

Do it
Let's do it once again

Let's do it again
Repeat the experiences

Do it
Engage in those actions

Let's do it again
Relive our past adventures

Do it
Repeat the process

Let's do it again
Let's relive those experiences