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was a juvenile 
Delinquent with no feelings its the demons trying to help me out

I celebrate by getting faded, Underestimated
They keep on hating, I

wide

Up the stairway we came
Blue doors without a name
People we never knew
They knew you

We spy the sounds in our walls
Juveniles in the halls
Baby

Your name is Pudgee but
I wanna call you Tracey
Can I call you by your first name
She said can you keep a secret
You the one I want to freak with
You

to the rematch
Raised by piranhas, but I still like to roam in the places where sharks go to sleep
Saying you're a murderer
How in the fuck are you a killer

on beats, no producer compete
The taglines ain't there cuz we remix the beat
They ask for my name, I tell 'em the chief
Patrick Mahomes, the Eagles he beat

the diploma
And Yeah, it made me woke-r
So authentic you can’t broker
My style or my acceptance by
Community and culture
I understand I ain’t black
But that

They callin’ me man they callin’ me man
I just gotta talk to ‘em i need help

The bridge over troubled
Waters collapse submerged locked in my room

was by ma side
I feel alone
But then them members get up on ma phone
Aye how you been shit i'm chillin what you niggas on
They tryna bend the block send

this muthafucka into a bakery(x2)

"By any means" like X said/
Make my X-it

Wanna die like Hef/
Six heifers on my deathbed 

So when it's beef, you get

the product
My crew be so vial, some label us juvenile
Serving hits to the fiends, like an MC to a crowd
Be a G, and not a baby
Cash money is how they pay me

get sold
But I never sell out & you ain’t got to like me
Cause where I come from, it’s some just like me
Can’t be whipped! Already stirred up
Already

to nobody lived life by my rules

Wrist locked in chains I grew up in the system Shelburne and Waterville are like juvenile prisons 

They took away my

by but my first ride was a Honda
Plug in the AUX to DR-5 and flow like Common
Don't be their martyr. Become a father
All the disciples could become

where there’s no erosion
Since I moved out the crib I just stopped devotion
These days my problems in a joint smoking by the ocean
Finding it really hard

to shoot your step pops
Dealing with juvenile deliquesce
So they locked you in a precinct
Another future altered by the system
This thing is deep mhen
It's

chips and I pee
I try to think like I'm them. That avatar, that is me
All I need is a friend. Parappa gotta believe
This zone's gotta end. This is where I

Funny are the people driving by 
Who aren't stopping to say "hi"
Nevermind, I think it'd be more "Goodbye"
They should apologize for not taking

round cause they can't catch up
Lotta girls from my past that the man passed up
I ain't juvenile if I tell you back that up
Cause over time I get cozier

Son-Of-A-Gun

Hoodoo Gurus

In Blue Cave

1996

help at all,
I've got a string of convictions since juvenile hall.
I stood up in court and they nailed me to the wall.
(And that was all...)
The jury

Yeah, yeah
Me and my man Com Sense
Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin
Where you at, yo?

I'm about to make the name Com Sense a name you fear

Wanna Be Rich

A+

Latch-Key Child

1996

underground like the rap genie
And watch the shore by the rising tide
Now the whole world can see me

When they get foul that's when my style gets wild
I

Tempted cleverly with outlets of the energy I waste
Wrong investments where my energy was placed
All these haters wanna cop the image by the memory they

killed on tha sidewalk Big Pun said to carry chalk
Now I kno why Cause they go by skin tone
When they decide between who lives and who goes home and who

Never pussy, go hard like a penis
Watch the DJ play it back like a remix
Hit 19th and pull up where the G's is
Blood love, crip love 
Pray to Jesus that