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Dub-I-Dub (SMiLE.dk) · Dub Head: 90s Dub Sampler (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dubstars, Vol. 1: From Dub to Disco and from Disco to Dub (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dub-I-Dub (Me & My) · Youth Dub (Matisyahu) · Youth Without Youth (Metric) · Youth Without Youth (Metric) · Youth Without Youth [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Katy Perry) · Youth Without Youth (Remix Kit) · Youth Without Youth (Off the Record) – and 90 other albums »


of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels was
The old Nashville cowboy was burdened with time
He was bent by his years and the fight with the wine
With a head full of music and an old nursery
The old Nashville cowboy was burdened with time
He was bent by his years and the fight with the wine
With a head full of music and an old nursery
never been to the ghetto till you had to enter this

[Chorus: Phiness]
Open your eyes up, people can`t you see?
It`s gettin` harder by the day for you
that's gotta be destroyed.

[Chorus]

Take me by the hands and walk me to the end of the pier.
Run your fingers through my hair,
And tell me what I
I took this picture in the dark
Spinning in lights till we fell apart
So turn it away turn it away
You don't know what I've seen
The youth is
did gently fall
We one by one relit them all
Till each dream was awakened 

And then there to that light
This young Child showed to me
All
to the ground
And maybe I'll never see the day that I win
But I'll always have time for a beer with my friends
We'll fight everybody and the world 'till the end
Took the Kennedy route
Witness
Stories contradict and
Confliction make Black men
Say it had to end
It won't happen again
Pump your fist (3x)
Can you hear
with my friends
We'll fight everybody and the world 'till the end
And if you fuck around with us you'll get your head kicked in!
Fuck you, fuck you,
Call me Dub-A-Double-are-E
N be the end  last letter be the G
G be for Griffin, smiffin, like Wesson
Niggaz, that be 'fessin
I'm crushin your
upon his followers and this is what he said 
(Ah Ah) would you die for this 
(Ah Ah) a better life than this 
(Ah-Ah) Are you my solider till the end
remember them most of all
They'll stay with me forever

There are some friends who've walked along with me 
They'll be there till the end of the road
and men
Waiting for the world to end

[Chorus: x2]
"Trying to paint a perfect picture and excel"
"In case you didn't know"
"Never moving backwards"
A blazing scent will come by
The fortune smiles on you
Sun beams
The vantage point of your dreams
The salient spirits of youth
Through the kissing gate
trying to give me deuce-5 to life? 
 They trying to give me 25 to life cause I'm guilty till proven innocent... 
 I'm knowing I'm going to end up in
You call us the crazy ones
But we gon' keep on dancin' till' the dawn
'Cause you know the party never ends
And tomorrow we gonna do it again
We
Yo yo
Badmon representing
Yo yo
Heyaa
Heyaa

They say you never know what you got
'Till it's all up and away
And it's all lonely at the top
strip dancer that you met in a club

(chorus)
they turned dollars into dimes and dimes to dubs
mesmorized by your brothas when I enter the club
and though
another show

Some people stop living long before they die
Work a dead end job just to scrape on by
but I keep living just to bend that note in two
the homies got dubs and deeds to spend
And when the po-po's pass they wave and say "hi"
And wear a grin (hey)
And everybody that you meet is a potential friend
coat black"
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
The kids be rockin Clarks
next Friday 'cause I got another show

Some people stop living long before they die
Work a dead end job just to scrape on by
But I keep living just