Lyrics:
CLUB TRASH
Supersonic youth
Please tell me, tell me what to do
Put my hands up in the fucking air
Move your hip and flip your trashy hair
Coming with
made me him
Custom denim on my hems
Open the back door, they just let me in
I just came through stepping, prepping like I'm darien
Got a beach house out
album
Club goers prouder than a nose knows talcum
I still rock the arrows like the riddler
Wasted kids still sneaking into the club
The youth crews
album
Club goers prouder than a nose knows talcum
I still rock the arrows like the riddler
Wasted kids still sneaking into the club
The youth crews
Let's ride
Uh, uh, uh, let's ride
Uh, uh, uh, let's ride
[Darien Brockington]
Gonna have a party, to release this thing that's on my mind
Hit
okay, okay yah
Okay, okay okay okay turn up)
When ever crew hit the club
We come alive
We too young for living I'm just grateful we survive
And our
and tired of praying for better days
Tired of our youth being sent to an early grave
It’s time to be saved, even if I stand alone
Center stage with my fist
heart
Know it's in my heart
I'm afraid I been doing this too long
I'm afraid that my music don't move y'all
I'm afraid of my youth
I'm afraid that my city
like virgin mary cherry is, your style is so hilarious
Precarious, coz our shit hits harder than Lariats
Hotter than Darien, Lake
All these niggas, fake
my youth, my youth (youth) killed it,
We're stuck in the Sad Boys Club,
As our youth, our youth, our youth (youth) killed it,
Every time I get
the mad man
Weh search the trash
Hey, mi black empress a sell punash
The way Gogo club ram no collage match
Police dem pon the ghetto
Youth like bandage
Yo’ my man, Darien Jackson
We’re back again, we gat money
Yeah, we gonna spend it down here
My man A.B yeah,Tokyo city (An come on)
Hey, hey, let me
is my club too bad you can't get in
Rapping school
I do not give lessons
I learned what I know because I know my message
I left ya'll on read and ya'll
el Darién
sin sueño pero con ese sueño también you know what I'm sayin'
de Guatemala a Guate-fukdatshit
no hace mal a nadie y busca el pan pa
about the youths around me
Still got a hole in my chest, I ain't got my youth around me
I hit my goals, they weren't impressed, they tried to snooze
You don't wanna be some old dude
Shaking a fist at the new bold youth
You were the new bold youth
Now you some old dude
You don't wanna be some old
I bring the light!
We're moving in Gods love,
Rockin on a mic till we fill the club
and we STOP, Drop to Outcast Youth.
The beats and the words
know
And it's youth, ever fading youth
Would you have lived differently
If you had known this life was on loan?
I recall the blue first night I met you
Well den a nuff ghetto youths dat got no place to go
Live night and day roaming in di ghetto
Most ghetto youths ain't got no place of their own
, our love finds its youth
Step into the club, feel the beat, feel the vibe.
Lights flash and bodies move and we're so alive
Lost in the crowd, I see you
cigarette?
Oh, it’s great
Living room “Octahate” dance session
Will we ever care about what they think?
Are we gonna make it to the damn club?
I’m thinking
we'd stay up for hours wasting our youth
we'd stay up for hours wishing we were grown ups too
we wished were older to get in clubs and wake up
make me bunt my innocence and my youth
Just disappeared in this booth poof
Ridin round in that coupe tryna keep
My pockets on Bruce Bruce
You don't like
I I I I I ain't got no shorty
That's why I'm
Checkin' Tracy, eyeing Stacey
Stuck in the club still lookin' for love
'Cause I I I I I ain't got
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