Young Me (feat. Propaganda)
Micah Bournes
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I was young and black A gangsta rapper's all I wanna be That's what happen when you Born and raised up in the LBC Bumpin dat Snoop and Dr Dre Kurupt and Nate and Warren G Momma and Daddy was the strictest So I didn't run the streets Still I got addicted to lyricists Crippin on the sickest beats Any message they was spittin Was the slickest thing to me Never get twisted Ghettos exist Because of white supremacy But I gotta call these gifted MCs To accountability There is a difference tween Reflecting oppressive realities And glorifyin the tragedies Makin our people bleed I did not care for truth Unless the beat was knockin too And hip hop was the vehicle That got my thinkin out the sewer A DM from a youngin Say he grew up on my music That's why I fill these melodies With knowledge hope and trueness For every rapper puppet Jive and shuckin like a clown Prop and Bournes spit dat gourmet Refusin to dumb it down I do it for dope boys I do it for hoop dreams I do it for church boys Who never run in the streets For brothas in the burbs Spittin bars makin beats I do it for black boys I do it for young me I do it for rollin 20s I do it for insane I do it for the babies And homies who don't bang I do it for the brothas Growin up in Long Beach I do it for black boys I do it for young me Yeah I was creepin with them vatos On them streets of SGV Jason Rojas said no mo Slick Rick You now rock Eazy E Roll with me You finna learn and see This who you spose to be Carried all that until I learned how to rap When we moved out to the I.E. Tres Puntos Rep west coast That's my responsibility Till my OG Ronnie Robles Put me on to graffiti This hit different How'd I missed it Clack clack ksss kssss Now I'm addicted We would listen to Project Blowed Aceyalone changed my mission Gave me a chance Showed me some options Made my imagination grow I make music for the crew of kids Who really just don't know This where we live This where we from This how it goes We aint dumb We aint done either Write this for the young me I do it for dope boys I do it for hoop dreams I do it for church boys Who never run in the streets For brothas in the burbs Spittin bars makin beats I do it for black boys I do it for young me I do it for rollin 20s I do it for insane I do it for the babies And homies who don't bang I do it for the brothas Growin up in Long Beach I do it for black boys I do it for young me Young me Check me out Homie you should be so proud Cause you grew into a man And you became a rapper now Young me Check me out Homie you should be so proud Cause you never gave up On the future You was dreamin bout Young me Check me out Homie you should be so proud Cause you grew into a man And you became a rapper now Young me Check me out Homie you should be so proud Cause you never gave up On the future You was dreamin bout
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