Lyrics:
dey mouth
Can' get no money from legitimate jobs
Then you wonder
Why dem grab chain and bags
You influence di youth a turn dem gays and fags
and bags
You influence the youths fi turn gays and fags
Or else dem canÕt afford not even torn up rags
But table ah turn as mi turn table spun
Di fire we ah
Sullivan Bush's appointed one.
He was such a sport about the suicide report,
He said statistics on gay youth were ""anti-family.""
With old Bill Dannemeyer,
say so
Watch this
It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in
Corner
Corner
Corner
Corner
Corner
Corner
Corner
They tryna push me into
Right into the corner
Right into the corner
Right into the corner
Push me
she do drugs
Broken hearts ran out of love
Troubled youth we know life's no fun
Troubled youth
Troubled youth
Troubled youth
Troubled youth we know
Gay for pay cuz it's just another dick another
Day - with my backpack in tow
Busking 90210
Corner Brighton and Rodeo
Gonna jam some rock and roll
Guy
limit
So I'll never take a turd
From water sports
To cock n ball torture
Flogging and topping's
What I got in store for ya
Corner me in a cage
Chastity
Then we vote 'em in, Then they come for youth
Don't say Gay, they wanna spread the truth?
LIES
Well I guess I can see it
They think it's cute and we
you
Ooh Oh!
He said, "Sit back down where you belong
In the corner of my bar
With your high heels on!
Sit back down on the couch where we
Made lcve
Let's go somewhere, you and I!
Let's leave these pages and go to a bar
Where we can drink and forget all about this
And be terribly gay!
Why are you
region
Booga-nam brooklyn bed-stuy eastern
Where youth and policemen, they nah reach agreement
Pressure in the mornin, pressure in the evenin
You, need,
region
Booga-nam Brooklyn Bed-Stuy Eastern
Where youth and policemen, they nah reach agreement
Pressure in the mornin, pressure in the evenin
You,
Emi lazy youth? Lenu omo ti iya e ta motor
The boy no dey at fault ojoojumo ni iya e ya photo
If you like am make u tell am koma cray fish lorita fogo
I
'Bout them raiding gay pubs for no reason at all
Lining the customers up by the wall (yeah, c'mon)
Picking out people, knocking them down
Resisting
'Bout them raiding gay pubs for no reason at all
Lining the customers up by the wall (yeah, c'mon)
Picking out people, knocking them down
Resisting
Yesterdays, yesterdays
Days I knew as happy
Sweet sequester days
Olden days, golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine,
on the ground
Searching their houses and calling them queer
I don't believe that sort of thing happens here
Sing if you're glad to be gay
Sing if you're
Yesterdays, yesterdays
Days I knew as happy
Sweet sequester days
Olden days, golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine,
they'll have to pay
When the youths them come pon the corner
Them come in a gang
Liquor on the arms, spliff ah roll up in ah hand
Pree them ah pree, fi go
Yesterdays, yesterdays
Days I knew as happy
Sweet sequester days
Olden days, golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine,
soon.... And when I made the fist, It stole my youth, And when I made the fist, It stole my youth, But I walked the streets of Richmond my whole life
Oh yes
To war with who me dwell
To I man that is hell
Can't live so fi Ghetto Youths
I went around the corner
To my surprise what is this I
smoke hash oil up on the France soil, did it so easily,
Lo lo lo lo.
Chorus:
Herbs, the youths them want fi smoke, want fi smoke,
Serious and nah joke.
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