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One of the Fortunate Few (Delbert McClinton) · Fortunate (Lathun) · Fortunate Observer of Time (Frogg CafĂ©) · Fortunate Pilgrim (Cherish) · Fortunate [CD5/Cassette Single] (Maxwell) · The Fortunate Pilgrim (Luciano Pavarotti) · Fortunate [CD Single] (Maxwell) · One of the Fortunate Few (Delbert McClinton) · Fortunate (Lathun) · Youth Without Youth (Metric) – and 90 other albums »


saw the damage in you
My fortunate one
The envy of youth

Why would they
Tell me to please those
That laugh in my face
With all of the reasons
They've
Grab your cans cause we're runnin' down the hatch
Hidin' from trains trippin' over tracks
Runnin' from the law just for a cause
Youth run wild man go
At 17 years old I started runnin' the streets
Man, I had some fun in the streets
11, 12, sometimes 1 in the streets
By 18, I started seeing the sun
We in the time of our lives baby
Turn the music up, Primetime

Yeah, Primetime,beat by Dion, our third eon
That's what the fuck we on
Mo' money,
fuckin police friends
They'd like to take me out
Make me a goner
They even tryin to sweat Time Warner
Why?
For tellin the truth to the youth
That a lot
negativity trippin wit me you runnin fo yo life
Cause you ran yo mouth (MOUTH)

CHORUS:
[We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether
up from behind they want to be me
But I ain't trippin, sippin on something 90 proof
>From the floor to the roof, I spit this game to youth
By any
behind they want to be me
But I ain't trippin, sippin on something 90 proof
From the floor to the roof, I spit this game to youth

By any means, dreams
with kinks
When it all goes down, have no idea what it really means.
To live by words, if scripture is roots,
And the wise hold they tongue when
Chorus

[Verse 2]
What a world what a world that we live in
People try to steal your babies and drugs is what is given
To a child by a child it's the style
To borrow a cup of sugar for my Kool-Aid.
I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped; I'm trippin',
'Cause my winter coat got lost buttons,
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
makes you want to stop. 
But? (I know you, and you know me) 
C.B.M.C. Given to me by Chuck D. 
That's deep as I look at all the videos. 
Wack stage
hearts together like a jigsaw puzzle
Yo, pause, baby Paul, may I bust that bubble
By telling you about the God who I trust to turn trouble
Into triumph
Inside of my mind because I'm blind to the facts
Of the truth
Troubled times equal pain in a nigga's youth
Shoot
On my boot
For a needle through my vein
Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't want to ride with me nigga
C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin' car man
Yo why you trippin' man? Get
red hot, man that shit is like bubblin 
Can't get no peace cause the Beast keep troubling 
Youth, they oppose and the blows they be doubling 
Nike
red hot, man that shit is like bubblin 
Can't get no peace cause the Beast keep troubling 
Youth, they oppose and the blows they be doubling 
Nike
this booth, like Clark Kent for the youth
Flyin with the NARC proof tint for the Coupe
Niggaz be trippin a lot, so I keep the longest clip in a lock
Hit
die with my brothas
Drive by pull a homicide with my brothas
We fight amongst each other, but we ride together
And soak up all the game that Gotti
by their roots
All the roots live underground, water down me no salute!
They pimping the culture, the same vulture who stole ya agriculture
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