Lyrics:
as a youth
He identified with a pimp and petty
Hustler named "Legs" who later
Died from a crack-induced heart attack
Tupac was described as
An energetic child
Yeah this one goes out to all them Moet clickers knahmsayin?
From the old school no not the Crisal group
It's the Moet click yaknahmsayin?
Wilson wrote Ritual in the Dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
Hey tourist it wasn't quite like what you thought
Hey Manchester group what wasn't
the youth!
We are the youth!
We are the youth!
We are the youth!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's been a long time coming this far
I remember back in school when
that ni**a heartless, group homes, ni**a never had no fosters
'Cause who taking home the little black kid, poor thing, his momma is a crackhead
So
you knew the truth: you like men
Cause your a middle school, middle school, middle school boy
You say, "you never talk to women, all they do is annoy"
tried to do one time in my youth when I euthanized
My poodle in junior high, used to hide in my room and fly
To the moon and try suicide with the glue
Rockin out
In Josh's car
I started on
Samik guitar
Glowin tubes
On that voodoo
There's riots at
The youth groups
Our tiny fridge
It's full of dew
I met you in middle school
Along with friends I still have
You were a friend of a friend
In life changing group chat
I was a part of
We didn't talk
the driving wheel
The railroad tracks are always hot
Always fire back a shot
The reapers tooth, it bit the youth and
Now who rules the school
Who rules,
the wall street war chiefs
The elitists groups, the masses
They pray to Jesus saying he will see us through
The masters are the aristocratic
The masses
market individualized by hotel bartering intrusively obliterate by high school powers and left over hanging by drive by middle schools
but by this time
old musician from Kennington, South London is facing serious charges
Accused of being a high ranking member of the Harlem Spartans group
Most fans say
a trial run
Just heard these kids don't know 'bout Malcolm
And I'm sort of heartbroken 'cause the elders lost hope in our youth
And here I sit dead in
go by, so you know I meant it
In school I was so shy, timid
Two pairs of jeans I'd alternate, bummy clothes, I 'member
Beggin' my mom for K-Mart
V
Middle school is hard enough
Fitting in can be so tough
Sometimes
Cause im one in million
Why do you have to be so mean
Caught up in your jealousy
fades.
These feelings may change as we all walk this way
The youth steal the ship as this generation fades.
Let's move to the middle, embrace one
Smoking weed, true indeed
Sick emcees presented by Tecca Neez!
Check it out
Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
I'll crush on you like we're in a middle school cafe
I'll keep you a secret till I burst out giggling
And we're stuck in youth and out of tune
that we blew through the roof
Too much smoke in the coupe
Lil' bitch, I remember smoking at the fucking youth group
I was only 13, just a fiend with
a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun
To be beaten on, and then I'm thrown in jail
But we can go toe to toe in the middle of the cell
Fuckin' with
I've got a bright red sticker on the back of my car
Says United States Marines
And yesterday a lady in a mini-van held up a middle finger at me
a minute!
(now the next step of this operation: the evil corrupter of youth is going to take him from step one, which is a mere high-school diploma stuffed
[Chorus]
Is it a, coincidence that we ain't taught truth
A, coincidence that they target the youth
A, coincidence everything is the same
That
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