Lyrics:
of vocal harassment was compiled by our own juvenile division in preparation for the concert this weekend
They got me locked in Spofford, the lil juvenile criminal
Two kids approach to put blades to my throat
They like my coat and ask me what I'm gonna
perfection, a balance of truth and correction
Going round round round this sensation I found again
Station to station, this sensation, a celebration
I won
perfection, a balance of truth and correction
Going round round round this sensation I found again
Station to station, this sensation, a celebration
I won
correction with my obsession
My reflection, you are made with living truth
My direction, you are made with living proof
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Life has good
risen"
Life ah di greatest (me say)
Wish me coulda live forever yeah
A nuff juvenile dem life waste
Throw away dem life inna gun play
Mi wonder, when a my
good
but when I wake
I'm back in blue
I never learn
I'm just a reflection
of what you think of me
I need no correction
I'm good at spelling
I'm
Reflecting on my reflection directing better directions
No regrets and no corrections
Well maybe a couple exceptions
Get rid of all deception
Tune
perfection, a balance of truth and correction
Going round round round this sensation I found again
Station to station, this sensation, a celebration
I won
colour cause the main division
Nuff youths turn dem black complexion
Notice it a lead us to a wrong conclusion and next generation needs correction
Oh my
paganism
Major schizism, division, ethnoplagiarism
Selfish business decision
Greedy reductionism
Obstruction of the justice
Occupation victimizationism
Analyze my memoirs, runnin' on eight, four poetic meter
Soarin' way beyond
Iambic pentameter or juvenile flam
Unsyncopated soul, piercin' earlobes
Got me thinking that I'm living in some sort of division
The human race ain´t united, we all got different convictions
I don't get why you don't
with the programm imposed since the juvenile.
Shit is so thick, you don't want to deal with it.
Set's got heart to consist like an activist.
Ain't
must deny
Correction is the connection
For the blessing
Well sign me up
Anything that glitters
Could be corrupt
What?
Be careful of enticing eyes
Sexy
And now you sit and look around
but sometimes there's something
Seperating faith is a matter of division
However I cannot stand mathematical complications
On the corner of Bourbon & Division
Crawling down the crooked streets at dawn
She said: don't come back, all is not forgiven
So you fall inside
mandatory his care intensive
No family visits kuz Brody in critical condition
This thug life be in the way of a Nigga mission
City full of division every body
a juvenile
Rather than watch your cringe videos I'd run a mile
Why you tryna rip off that design from app Pou
Avatars got tiny arms I beat them in Kung-Fu
a juvenile
Rather than watch your cringe videos I'd run a mile
Why you tryna rip off that design from app Pou
Avatars got tiny arms I beat them in Kung-Fu
decision
Cross me three times, the third time
I up the stick, he gotta get it
Can't put no bitch before my bro Can't let no shawty cause division
I'm
premonition
Calling it religion
Time is moving forward
And getting ready for a course correction
You'd feel the tension
But you blocked it out with medication
the dope connection
PG caught up with him now he's headed for correction
Boogeyman thats the brethren push the chevy bubble wolfman
Rollin' through full
a suicidal mission
Skydiving into mainstream, juvenile divisions
Look like a mumble rapper but
I rap with the precision
Of a stan who’s been
Listening
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