Lyrics:
I jumped off the porch when
I was 12 years old
I bought my first pack and
I had twelve things sold
I was flexing hard, I had twelve chains gold
I
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Little boy how old are you?
Well I'm only twelve years old
This little boy as you remember
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
A Man He Never Knew
Little boy played in a Cleveland park
Cop shot him down before its dark
Sister cuffed while he's bleedin out
Twelve years old who
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
Brian ... the babe they called Brian
Grew ... grew grew and grew, grew up to be
A boy called Brian
A boy called Brian
He had arms and legs and hands
durag up
Say a prayer, I'm thankin' God that mom dukes had us
Monotone style like Guru on some Preemo cuts
Crewneck by McQueen, go nuts
Jewels over my
plans and hope for the best
Life moves on so damn fast
Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here
But it's never quite next year
My little boy
have let this tragedy transpire.
In the compound holding the young adults, an
insurrection of sorts was occurring. A boy of
seventeen years called
Milton Berle
It's the Duke of Wayne and the Duke of Earl
Orson Welles doing War of the Worlds
It's the Hardy Boys and Georgy Girl
It's a Re-Ron,
Your clothes all torn and your face is dirty
Eighteen years old lookin' like you're thirty, ha ha ha ha ha ha
Yo listen, listen, Kid can we say,
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