Listen to the Kids Lyrics
| Song | Listen to the Kids |
| Artist | MCskill ThaPreacha |
| Album | The 9th Chapter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Olawale Aremo | |
| 作词 : MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| [Intro - Justina Lee Brown & MCskill ThaPreacha] | |
| We gotta listen up (yeah) | |
| We gotta be ready for the call (MCskill ThaPreacha) | |
| Everybody wants attention (A yo Justina word up?) | |
| We wanna be heard | |
| No one wants to be left aside (its what we talking about) | |
| Every child has something special | |
| [Verse One - MCskill ThaPreacha] | |
| I knew a man, his name was Mr. William | |
| He had two sons and a daughter and they were triplets | |
| He really wanted his sons to be doctors | |
| And the daughter, he wanted her to be a lawyer | |
| Typical Nigerian man, he was a dreamer | |
| Always thinking about society first and how to please them | |
| A selfish father, he never listened to the kids | |
| Never thought about their dreams and what they could achieve | |
| The first son, he had talent to be an actor | |
| The second was a football player, he was a master | |
| The daughter was a painter, she painted pictures with ease | |
| She was way ahead of her time, she was the perfect thing | |
| Then came the time the ball player had opportunity to | |
| Sign for a football club in Chicago and so | |
| Mr William never allowed that happen | |
| He said his son had to be a doctor, that's final | |
| He killed a dream, this is the part that i begin | |
| To tell the parents, You! always have a rethink | |
| The kids are humans, gotta respect their feelings | |
| Gotta be their angels right, not their demons | |
| The next day, boy was found in his room | |
| Lying helpless on the floor, overdosed on a drug | |
| Mr William lost a son, never forgave himself | |
| Now he depressed, his whole life has never been the same | |
| [Chorus - Justina Lee Brown] | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the Kids, Listen to kids (yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| (ooh ooh ooh) | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids (yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| 'cos everybody wants attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Want to feel special | |
| 'cos everybody needs attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Feel something special | |
| So i say | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids (yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| Oooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids (yeah yeah yeah) | |
| [Verse Two - MCskill ThaPreacha] | |
| Mrs Anna was 32 and she was pretty cool | |
| Everybody loved her attitude | |
| She had a daughter named Jane, she was 11 | |
| Jane's daddy passed away when she was 7 | |
| She got married again by the time Jane was 9 | |
| Jane had a new daddy, everything was fine | |
| Sad story, he was a pedophile | |
| Started abusing Jane and threatened her not to tell her moms | |
| But Jane couldn't keep that, she had to tell | |
| Mrs Anna never believed her own daughter, what the hell? | |
| Trust me, its a true story | |
| Be responsible, pay attention and listen up to your kids stories | |
| They get bullied at school, they get raped | |
| They got bruises and scars and took it as their fate | |
| One day, Anna came back from work early | |
| Met her hubby doing her daughter behind the tele | |
| She was screaming for help, struggling for her life | |
| Anna couldn't move like corpse, she was all white | |
| She grabbed the mug on the table and hit her hubby on the head | |
| Just 20 seconds of bleeding, he was dead | |
| Anna grabbed Jane, she wasn't breathing too well | |
| She was tryna say something but shortly, she was dead | |
| Mrs Anna lost her daughter to her nonchalance | |
| She had to take her own life just to strike a balance | |
| [Bridge - Justina Lee Brown] | |
| Everybody needs attention (x3) | |
| Oohhhh You gotta listen to the kids | |
| Listen to the kids | |
| Listen to the future | |
| [Chorus - Justina Lee Brown] | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the Kids, Listen to kids (yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| (ooh ooh ooh) | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids (yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| 'cos everybody wants attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Want to feel special | |
| 'cos everybody needs attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Feel something special | |
| So i say | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids (yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| Oooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids (yeah yeah yeah) |
| zuo qu : Olawale Aremo | |
| zuo ci : MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Intro Justina Lee Brown MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| We gotta listen up yeah | |
| We gotta be ready for the call MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Everybody wants attention A yo Justina word up? | |
| We wanna be heard | |
| No one wants to be left aside its what we talking about | |
| Every child has something special | |
| Verse One MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| I knew a man, his name was Mr. William | |
| He had two sons and a daughter and they were triplets | |
| He really wanted his sons to be doctors | |
| And the daughter, he wanted her to be a lawyer | |
| Typical Nigerian man, he was a dreamer | |
| Always thinking about society first and how to please them | |
| A selfish father, he never listened to the kids | |
| Never thought about their dreams and what they could achieve | |
| The first son, he had talent to be an actor | |
| The second was a football player, he was a master | |
| The daughter was a painter, she painted pictures with ease | |
| She was way ahead of her time, she was the perfect thing | |
| Then came the time the ball player had opportunity to | |
| Sign for a football club in Chicago and so | |
| Mr William never allowed that happen | |
| He said his son had to be a doctor, that' s final | |
| He killed a dream, this is the part that i begin | |
| To tell the parents, You! always have a rethink | |
| The kids are humans, gotta respect their feelings | |
| Gotta be their angels right, not their demons | |
| The next day, boy was found in his room | |
| Lying helpless on the floor, overdosed on a drug | |
| Mr William lost a son, never forgave himself | |
| Now he depressed, his whole life has never been the same | |
| Chorus Justina Lee Brown | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the Kids, Listen to kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ooh ooh ooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ' cos everybody wants attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Want to feel special | |
| ' cos everybody needs attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Feel something special | |
| So i say | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Oooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah yeah yeah | |
| Verse Two MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Mrs Anna was 32 and she was pretty cool | |
| Everybody loved her attitude | |
| She had a daughter named Jane, she was 11 | |
| Jane' s daddy passed away when she was 7 | |
| She got married again by the time Jane was 9 | |
| Jane had a new daddy, everything was fine | |
| Sad story, he was a pedophile | |
| Started abusing Jane and threatened her not to tell her moms | |
| But Jane couldn' t keep that, she had to tell | |
| Mrs Anna never believed her own daughter, what the hell? | |
| Trust me, its a true story | |
| Be responsible, pay attention and listen up to your kids stories | |
| They get bullied at school, they get raped | |
| They got bruises and scars and took it as their fate | |
| One day, Anna came back from work early | |
| Met her hubby doing her daughter behind the tele | |
| She was screaming for help, struggling for her life | |
| Anna couldn' t move like corpse, she was all white | |
| She grabbed the mug on the table and hit her hubby on the head | |
| Just 20 seconds of bleeding, he was dead | |
| Anna grabbed Jane, she wasn' t breathing too well | |
| She was tryna say something but shortly, she was dead | |
| Mrs Anna lost her daughter to her nonchalance | |
| She had to take her own life just to strike a balance | |
| Bridge Justina Lee Brown | |
| Everybody needs attention x3 | |
| Oohhhh You gotta listen to the kids | |
| Listen to the kids | |
| Listen to the future | |
| Chorus Justina Lee Brown | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the Kids, Listen to kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ooh ooh ooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ' cos everybody wants attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Want to feel special | |
| ' cos everybody needs attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Feel something special | |
| So i say | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Oooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah yeah yeah |
| zuò qǔ : Olawale Aremo | |
| zuò cí : MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Intro Justina Lee Brown MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| We gotta listen up yeah | |
| We gotta be ready for the call MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Everybody wants attention A yo Justina word up? | |
| We wanna be heard | |
| No one wants to be left aside its what we talking about | |
| Every child has something special | |
| Verse One MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| I knew a man, his name was Mr. William | |
| He had two sons and a daughter and they were triplets | |
| He really wanted his sons to be doctors | |
| And the daughter, he wanted her to be a lawyer | |
| Typical Nigerian man, he was a dreamer | |
| Always thinking about society first and how to please them | |
| A selfish father, he never listened to the kids | |
| Never thought about their dreams and what they could achieve | |
| The first son, he had talent to be an actor | |
| The second was a football player, he was a master | |
| The daughter was a painter, she painted pictures with ease | |
| She was way ahead of her time, she was the perfect thing | |
| Then came the time the ball player had opportunity to | |
| Sign for a football club in Chicago and so | |
| Mr William never allowed that happen | |
| He said his son had to be a doctor, that' s final | |
| He killed a dream, this is the part that i begin | |
| To tell the parents, You! always have a rethink | |
| The kids are humans, gotta respect their feelings | |
| Gotta be their angels right, not their demons | |
| The next day, boy was found in his room | |
| Lying helpless on the floor, overdosed on a drug | |
| Mr William lost a son, never forgave himself | |
| Now he depressed, his whole life has never been the same | |
| Chorus Justina Lee Brown | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the Kids, Listen to kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ooh ooh ooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ' cos everybody wants attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Want to feel special | |
| ' cos everybody needs attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Feel something special | |
| So i say | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Oooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah yeah yeah | |
| Verse Two MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Mrs Anna was 32 and she was pretty cool | |
| Everybody loved her attitude | |
| She had a daughter named Jane, she was 11 | |
| Jane' s daddy passed away when she was 7 | |
| She got married again by the time Jane was 9 | |
| Jane had a new daddy, everything was fine | |
| Sad story, he was a pedophile | |
| Started abusing Jane and threatened her not to tell her moms | |
| But Jane couldn' t keep that, she had to tell | |
| Mrs Anna never believed her own daughter, what the hell? | |
| Trust me, its a true story | |
| Be responsible, pay attention and listen up to your kids stories | |
| They get bullied at school, they get raped | |
| They got bruises and scars and took it as their fate | |
| One day, Anna came back from work early | |
| Met her hubby doing her daughter behind the tele | |
| She was screaming for help, struggling for her life | |
| Anna couldn' t move like corpse, she was all white | |
| She grabbed the mug on the table and hit her hubby on the head | |
| Just 20 seconds of bleeding, he was dead | |
| Anna grabbed Jane, she wasn' t breathing too well | |
| She was tryna say something but shortly, she was dead | |
| Mrs Anna lost her daughter to her nonchalance | |
| She had to take her own life just to strike a balance | |
| Bridge Justina Lee Brown | |
| Everybody needs attention x3 | |
| Oohhhh You gotta listen to the kids | |
| Listen to the kids | |
| Listen to the future | |
| Chorus Justina Lee Brown | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the Kids, Listen to kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ooh ooh ooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| ' cos everybody wants attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Want to feel special | |
| ' cos everybody needs attention | |
| Want to be heard | |
| Feel something special | |
| So i say | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Oooh | |
| Listen up, listen up | |
| Listen to the kids, Listen to the kids yeah yeah yeah |
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