Lyrics:
strain; boy, you can't remain still or quiet, for it's a riot
The real American folksong
Is like a fountain of youth
You taste, and it elates you
courtesy, service with a smile
Beyond the Staples Center you can see America
With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace
Peaceful, loving youth against
Wasted Youth
Wasted Youth
I remember everything!
I remember everything little thing, as if it happened yesterday
I was barely seventeen, and I
layer, loses flavor
Here's the edge that you will savor
The economy, politics, police, everything
Except for the youth
But the youth about to come
Creative holidays begin at Hobby Lobby
For fashionable beading and crafts, the beadery offers the widest selection of pony, heart and craft beads
as the season she's taken
In a young summer's youth, I stole her away
From her mother and sister, though close did they stay
Each one of them suffering from
strain, boy you can't remain, still or quiet, for it's a riot
The real American folksong
Is like a fountain of youth
You taste, and it elates you,
pessimist died countin' my coin
Hope it's evident that I inspired a thousand emcees to do better
I blew cheddar on youth centers, buildings and Bimmers
space
My sacral center is open and balanced in perfect harmony.
I am creative and nurturing.
I am loving and compassionate.
I speak my truth, my voice
and quiet
For it's a riot the real American folk song
Is like a fountain of youth
You taste and it elates you
And then invigorates you
The real American folk
You can watch TV and watch the media
President Bush doing takeover
Kate Moss in ads for mascara
All my youth the young offender
The bill payers,
It's time for unity!
It's time to put aside to the drama
Do it for the youth.
It's time to stand together.
For real it's time for truth!
We are
Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
My city and state never ever seen this
Jimmy Neutron, I'm
Arms bound to a willow
Waiting for the dagger's blow
Pale skin bathed in sunlight
Steel reflecting the daylight's glow
Oh the tragedy of youth
Shall
have to be so
The forces of the creative mind are unstoppable
And you think, all right, now people
They have finally woked up
But as soon
have to be so
The forces of the creative mind are unstoppable
And you think, all right, now people
They have finally woked up
But as soon
9:20 in the valley of the sun
Construction lights burn out on the 101
There's a restless feeling in the center of my soul
That won't let go now
I just want to feel creative
Scrape the well for inspiration
Six weeks since I masturbated
Flickering sun
I'm not letting them put me away
Sleep walk
to accept my inner self
I let go and I let breath in
I’m grateful for joy of being me
I trust my feelings
I trust my creative energy
Creative energy flows
peoples minds
My family life education society center
Is committed to developing a nation
Of prepared youth and literate youth
Whom will lead with
and perfected by the Word
[Chorus]
My capacity for creative sin is never extended
Part God's capacity for restoration.
In the nite
In the nite
Who say's that we can't play in the night?
That's when creative enter's my mind
Tripping away off this acid again
Alway's
in the
Great city of Center Point in the state of Alabama
I came here real quick
I want to talk about the creative nature of God
Look here, whatever
the center of the jam
I got to show these wack rappers really who I am
It's me against them, so I clear the phlegm
And wage the war, hardcore to the end
For
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