Lyrics:
The ting will split a man's fade,
Wallahi,
The ting will split a man,
Young nxggas came up,
Slinging that weight
Whip on the stove,
That's a great British
Wanted, young man single and free
Experience in love preferred
But will accept a young trainee
Oh I'm gonna put it in the want ads
I need a love
meet
And you meet not really by chance
Don't cry young lovers whatever you do
Don't cry because I'm alone
All of my mem'ries are happy tonight
I've had
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten
It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands
Only time we make it to the
TV if it's the news
We was tryna make it out them trenches
You dig?
Young niggas trappin' out them benches
You dig?
You gon'
Haha
Young Mula, baby
You already know
Cut the music up, mayne
Okay, money on my mind, fuck a nigga thoughts
He ain't even think
He ain't
The streets will speak for it
We ain't standin'
Freeband Gang
I dedicated every damn thing to this
I had to take a loss so I could cherish this
the best of you
I will be right by your side, when you goin through
Son just don't let it (just don't let it)
Just don't let it (just don't let it)
Just
a street on a chance that you'll meet
And you meet not really by chance
Don't cry young lovers whatever you do
Don't cry because I'm alone
All of my
There's a war (there's a war)
The kingdom's on fire, the blood of a young messiah
I see sinners in a church, I see sinners in a church
Sometimes
Ex Factor
by Lauryn Hill
Album : The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill
Submitted by :
Corrected by : TaLIkA xx
It could all be so simple
but you'd
Don't you give up my young, young friends
Here's a story I think will please
How Sir Rastus Bear was in fact redeemed
Redeemed from the cell
in this game somethin D-P
My eyes only see D's, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by eighteen turned out
fuck 'em! (Surprise)
Fuck the police! (You're muthafuckin' right)
Fuck the police comin' straight from the underground
A young nigga got it bad
Man it must be so cool,
You?re barely out of high school,
A seven album record deal,
That was no big deal alright,
Oh yeah.
Too right you?re always
biddy by her toe
Will I let her go
If the necc is good it lookin like a no
You say thats your girl now that bitch my hoe
I cant let her go I cant let her
smoke em uh
I was in the block i was xan rocks
Yeah lil bi will smoke em uh
I was in the block
Close the south on the city
Young boy, getting litty
I'm writing it?
Tryna feed the kids
The narcs striking us like lighting
My young boy 17 took a 20 to 40
By the time he do that 20, my youngin' be 40
People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Just the smell of sweet
hurl
Paranoid like it's me against the world
Will I live or die?
My only question: When I ride
Will I be murdered?
A victim of some homicide, did I
do and don't go around breaking
Young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Just the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She
The world" with protection
Haha, pay attention to the lecture
My words carry life, like a stretcher
Yeah, you know young Wayne in here
Smellin' teen spirit
All those who choose to ride I kept right by my side
Them haters want to see me dead or facing felonies
Can’t stand to see a young nigga go out and live
That we need to see eye to eye
You need a master plan
To get you out of here alive
The hours fly by
But these cuts will never dry
If we just sit here
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