Lyrics:
It's true, I'm a Rubik's a beautiful mess
At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest
A flawed human, I guess
But I'm doin' my best to not ruin your ex–
earlier
I did it by the books
But instead I had skip to class
And go and make a jugg
College grad might I add, let me retract
I'm a gift that's already open
dissin' me
Mom's grabbed me
And then she gets to kissin' me
She thanks the police for my good health
I don't know why
I coulda done that by my muthafuckin'
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms would hurry up
So I could get buck
Wild juvenile ripping mics
You've been a juvenile
With a dolphin smile
With no elbow room
With your body in bloom
You've had your little backyard
Protected by big walls
You
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it
Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
what, losin' your head
Woke up on the wrong side of the bed
Juvenile faction of hard, you say you're livin' large
You're the head nigga in charge
the floors, by the elevator doors
That's the last thing that I saw
Damn, we plan to make grands of our home
(Number two)
Jagged edge, rockin' God, hard
juveniles takin' trips on the road
Got love for each other, ain't got the same mother, I still call 'em bro
Can't let none these bitches distract me, you
sick, sick
Like we're sociologically sick
In my professional opinion, what we got here is a run-of-the-mill juvenile delinquent
And juvenile
filled with arrows
The fuck with me by wasting all my patience chasing shadows
Made plans to go big and get great fans
But the trip to Graceland is
detox fuck up farm crops
Yo beautiful, cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmaceuticals
I react, the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticles
I'm stoned,
style as a juvenile
Ran with a gang, slanged in the meanwhile
Bankin' , I specialized in gankin
whites, Mexicans, brothers and others
Daily, it's all
Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces
Plastic bag carryin', no two paces
iPhone, belt by Gucci
Bands with loose change and some car keys
With a dimepiece
Audemar what that time piece say
Audemar what that time piece say
Know it ain't shit, swing by the Federal boot camp
Shit, whip it like
nickname afta dat is money
Let mi give dem di whole story, yeah, ya, ya
As a juvenile in di ghetto were growin' up
Their big guns wanted boy have
juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got
juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got
Yeah
Ooh, Ooh, Uh huh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I wanna, Ooh
I wanna
I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah)
I wanna bury a check (A check)
Count hundreds by
feel like these walls talkin' to me (in my own mind)
I was young when my mama had me
Think I ran away from home 'bout the age of fifteen
Juvenile
and fightin'
In juvenile detention centers, incitin' riots
In the studio, two nights in off a gram of that meth
Water whippin' in my kitchen, sticks
those that wanna cramp my style
When I ask they be like huh
Like a juvenile crack a smile say a rhyme
That's straight out cold
Strong enough to grab
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