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dat pot (yea) I'm from the streets and you not (No) 
I ran it up like a marathon I'm surrounded by real ones like Ferrakhan if them people come see me

symmetry
Perfect necessity

Almost a fairytale 
Where no one loses faith
Even if the way things are
Seem not so bright for us

We know life won't go back

got your heart pumpin
Back that ass up Juvenile got the club jumpin
Left cheek right cheek yeah that ass thumpin
Just one little question I just gotta

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

I like you
Through and through
What is new?
I dont know what i'd do without you

When you smile
Juvenile 
It's worth while 
To just stop and stare

a fucking kid
Cried a many Christmas 
Denied by many Christians 
Outsiders some related
I say hi then full of shit them
My pride has been bruised
Plenty scars

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

resurrects me
Be sayin that's normal, how the fuck can you relate
Always been resilient to be better and elevate
Back an am stronger call my  mind the free

good won't you back that ass up
And it's kind of juvenile how I throw this cash up
Swear you got a body that I just can't pass up
And I know you from

ennuh dawg but she a work a back road 
Young juvenile Don a say fi lock road 
Talk tough to me shot a mek u leff u insole 
Fly go a foreign dat a di end

on that stupid shit, more shoe-size than my age
Juvenile, but I'm through crying I just put it all on the page
Literally I'm lyrically the most legendary

pictures pinned up on wall
Jesus I'm so in my head  
My lyrics are true
Gut is instinctive but how come the voices inside of my head sound like juvenile

Tell yourself another lie
Like you ain't come here to hide
Found yourself a cavity and cozied up inside
Maybe I'm still juvenile
Little bit too proud

you still are willing to keep on checking in 
Looking in
Juvenile two year old with a microphone 
Sitting and spitting these writtens that been killing

share the aisles
He’s juvenile, says no to masks
She’s got a respirator and some yoga pants
And shouldn’t wear either on principal
And those gloves don’t

I'm getting nervous when you're round 
But stand my ground and even tho we ain't allowed 
I'm Throwing parties by myself yeah 
RSVP It's BYOB 
You

was My juvenile stage
In a city where there's plenty
Shitty times to get away
Getting fucked up everyday
Back at Bobby's where we stayed
Not for

mistakes make for greater purposes today
Now I spit my crime on this line
I'm 14 juvenile case they sat me down
Judge across the way, slap on the wrist 18

things
I am the product of juvenile facilities 
Killer bees sworm at the sight or the smell of weak
Coldasac raised corner ran fades 
Corner back fills by

True, you was wild!
I gotta find a way to bounce back smooth, Juvenile
Ladies say, "Man he's fresh, baby!
Be G, but keep it player cause you're the best

True, you was wild!
I gotta find a way to bounce back smooth, Juvenile
Ladies say, "Man he's fresh, baby!
Be G, but keep it player cause you're the best

Party's over cause she gave the look
Like all the times before
Seems that once again I'm on that hook
That I'm coming to abhor

By tomorrow she'll

You trapped
Trapped in the work
Trapped in a swamp, full of dirt
Trapped in the back of the hearse
Trapped in the words of the verse
Trapped in

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