Lyrics:
Young God, Black Fly, he can feel like Jim Kelly Young God, Black Fly, he can feel like
Jim Kelly Rome wasnt built in the day they said, like
Niggas
This young boy is a problem
You should call it in
Yeah, he's kicking down the
Doors Jim Morrison
This young boy is a problem
You should call it in
NBA Street game breaker baby, i can’t miss
so it’d hard for me to know for certain what the hook is
like a young Jim Edmonds, i catch everything
me
I was young Jim went in one and out one
Cause even though he's goat he was always outdone
How I'm supposed to stay inspired by the top gun
When
so Jim took
French leave and went home to
See his father
Jim was frail and young
When his athletic trail begun
An early teen he'd run three
Hundred
on the good men of God like Billy and Bob and Oral and Rex
Old Billy Sunday is dead and gone young Jim Robertson's comin' on strong
And Billy and Rex and Oral
troublesome, the road through Moccasin Gap
Well, it's a hot day in '73 and this is my wife and my kid with me
Daniel Boone lost his boy the other day
Young Jim
(gon' hurt)
I'm a Martian like Wayne, I ain't on Earth (I ain't from this Earth)
Takin' off like torpedo (woo)
Big bankroll, no Neos (no Neos)
Young
it through the grapevine
Got my lawyer on FaceTime
I smoke a jay in the daytime
Channel Orange Jim Boeheim
Young Melo from the baseline
Orange hairs in
it through the grapevine
Got my lawyer on FaceTime
I smoke a jay in the daytime
Channel Orange Jim Boeheim
Young Melo from the baseline
Orange hairs in
of homicide, Chevy slide on Pirellis
Full fur diamond blur, a young Jim Kelly
Million dollar phone calls on a black celly
Black power trying to escape Jack
Bauer
hotsy totsy
Uneasy hotsy totsy Sonny Jim
London going junkie
Young and full of spunky
Don't care what you tell us
Old and fat and jealous
Uneasy
Young Jim, as a lad
He looked for adventure
Calamity, danger, whatever was free
So when he turned ten, he packed his belongings
and he left home
Amighty
(Though next time please I’ll thank ’im for a blighty).
But poor young Jim, ’e’s livin’ an’ ’e’s not;
’E reckoned ’e’d five chances, an’ ’e’ ’ad;
and let it fall to its complete length
The James Dillingham Youngs were very proud of two things which they owned
One thing was Jim's gold watch
It had once
Uh, uh yeah, we back in the fucking building
Diplomats, Young Guru, Jim Jones, Santana
Freaky, came in second half
Shit man, only thing we really
He went to Paris
Looking for answers
To questions that bothered him so
He was impressive
Young and aggressive
Savin' the world on his own
But
He went to Paris
Looking for answers
To questions that bothered him so
He was impressive
Young and aggressive
Savin' the world on his own
But
He went to England, played the piano, and married
An actress named Kim
They had a good life, she was a good wife
And bore him a young son named Jim
Black magic
Fear of a black planet
The aircraft landed
I'm Anderson Cooper and everybody's English
Jim [?] young
[?]
A man without a tongue
what he’s in for
Well this is the side you want them to see
Well is this really who you want to be?
Poor young Jim didn’t have what it took
And now he’s
I be that young Jim Zack Morrison
We are not the same, no no no, we are not thesauruses
Sadly, I'm notorious for being sad and glorious
I'm drinking
Yea
Young Jim
I got it from the ground up, and never gave a fuck
Asking for permission, na, never been the type bruh
Outchea on my own, yea I had
Big stepper young big steppers
We Chilling at the top like we came in with a ladder
Them boys think they bad but they kno say We badder
This 4 5
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