Lyrics:
heard
That curdled every spine
An Indian youth with steely eyes
He sauntered in alone
He calmly drew his shootin' iron
And conked the microphone
Another
and gaudy link jewels Ain't no copy click views
Text or floppy disc tools
Jevi hockey rink cool
Since a toddler in youth
Spitting proper in booth
Getting
the flossin'
Not no option, how I'm rockin' (word)
All this ice on like it's hockey (burr)
Call me papi, bitch, suck me sloppy (papi)
Feed me, fuck me, take
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut
S.O.A.D., live and uncut
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot
Blaow, how
dress
Out on the hockey field
Then into the shower where all is revealed
The girls stood around, as the water ran down
Hands cover over my chest
youth festival ਵੇਖ਼ੇ ਅਸੀਂ ਕੱਠੇਯਾ
Hockey ਦੀ ground ਕੋਲੇ bench ਉੱਤੇ ਬੈਠਿਆਂ
Hockey ਦੀ ground ਕੋਲੇ bench ਉੱਤੇ ਬੈਠਿਆਂ
ਉਏ ਖ਼ੌਰੇ , ਉਏ ਖ਼ੌਰੇ ਜੱਫੀ ਹੀ ਪੈ ਜਾਂਦੀ
ਕੈਰਾਂ
They stole my youth from me, that's the truth
I'd forsake my teachers to go sit in the bleachers
In flagrant truancy
"And then one thing led
on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slaying gcrews in icu
Battling, using hockey rules
For Keith Murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like
They stole my youth from me, that's the truth
I'd forsake my teachers to go sit in the bleachers
In flagrant truancy
"And then one thing led
a real version, they don't make 'em like that
Never had to get the youth to relate for the bag
And since they smarter than us, they know Nas was once
hockey rules
For keith murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like dice in yahtzee fool!
I "just do it" like nike, outta 'bama
With ten kids
on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slaying gcrews in icu
Battling, using hockey rules
For Keith Murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like
of religion.
I’m too legitimate can’t no-one stop me.
Chasen’ a check like a puck and it’s hockey.
Confident nigga they say that I’m cocky.
Shit on these niggas
[Chorus]
This is a warning fe each and everyone
You have fe no bout the AIDS upon the island
This is a warning fe all the youth them
Listen
impair him since
I made it back to Fahrenheit, grimey get dinero type
Feral, fuckin' ill apparel, wearin' pack of parasites
Threw his own youth off
thats what they told us
Was good for the youth
I'm a baby Larry Hoover (alright)
I bless her, hallelujah
Im fucking her every day
I'm dogging her out
Yo, um, yo oh-so-cocky, you can't stop me
In this old Versace
Nigga watch me in the streets
Like it's roller hockey
Your bitch is floppy
Givin'
the chloroform if I sniff rats
Youll Never catch me lippin unless its spitting this syntax
I bin bag, body fast like hockey stars
Scraping on the ice like meth
need a nigga to master it
Never been a fan of people tryna blind the youth expose the truth
I need some remedies so I can grow my roots
Don't know
pushing the limit, I pull up in you
I’m telling the truth
Piercing the veil, I’m teaching the youth
You leaving a trail, I’m leaving it too
I’m leaving you
I’m a piece of art
No peace or war simply I’m just a piece of God
Not cocky, but I been cold like hockey
I just need a glass of liquor ASAP on the rocky
hockey got a hunch
Colonel Mustard get a clue
It was obviously you
You did it with the gun
Around the world
And now it's blew
So what if it's all true
whip it in a hockey mask
I'm breaking down the dope
And then I'm selling it
With honky rap
Try and stop this
Fireball from winning
Make me donkey laugh
know about that
Real talk, looking real bad
Might come through put my money on that
Babygyal she want stalk me
I got the ice so we can play hockey
When
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