Lyrics:
your country, gotta service your girl
You're all enlisted in the army of the night
And I ain't in it for the power
And I ain't in it for my health
your country, gotta service your girl
You're all enlisted in the army of the night
And I ain't in it for the power
And I ain't in it for my health
your country, gotta service your girl
You're all enlisted in the army of the night
And I ain't in it for the power
And I ain't in it for my health
I'm glad that I can be
Of some service
A pre-emptive display
Of past mistakes
Age is just a number
So they say
Youth is hard
But when it goes away
the shoots? Who got the proof?
Who got the truth for the youth?
Who got the roots of the fruit that we all drop?
Who got the fruit? Who got the juice for
cage criminals fenced
So I say stop in defence transition to a position or position transition cuz
I'll be rhyming in the most harsh of conditions
Any
Through my days, report to my soul through a page
Inspect then reflect then forget what is age
Amazed, I can live just to entertain
And it's strange,
And contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have
All gone into service and
Are not to be expected for a year.
And contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need
The young men of the household have all gone into service
And are not to be expected for a year
Dumars to the pistons
Screaming at my girl like mel gibson
Looking for them shell toe pro ked addias
For the weekend
St a few month home an haters
Baby blu
Yeah
It's all in the paint
Let them know
I just saw my fate
747 gotta do great
Know the perfect timing
All in my face
Secret services
Are
to America, The Home of The Brave
You get treated like a slave for minimum wage
So we, We gotta take control
Spread knowledge to the youth
Don't let them take
whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have all gone into service
and are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master -
said lay down on the ground
What you wanna be?
Keep your hands high
What you wanna be?
I just wanna be alive.
(Gunshot)(Transition)
As a youth, pops n
Seeing myself transition
I'm changing
For the better
I'm proud of the woman I'm becoming
Life is going my way
On the come up
Feeling hella nervous
into black, Michael Lee shit
But how my transition to the kitchen came seamless
Stamps for the fly out, culinary sequence
Sean Combs '94, hands in
there may be some days or weeks when your own internet's down
With so much to pay for the Leaders can't ensure free service stays up in your town
Some
see me: A lenscrafter
Transitions for the light and the dark
Fiya works for all ages: Big Bang to the sparklers
A black cat calling out you dogs who
the youth are layin' (cancer patients)
I play 'em my music and here come the Super Saiyan
(Transformation)
Oh, a opp
Opp's talkin' shit, got me in a rage
religion
Not start all of these vain traditions
That wasn't the call that's far from the mission
I wonder if Jesus walked in this day and age
I wonder if
your baby momma grandson
Can throw shit on the elections
Wanna be born for the rebellion of truth
20 years later, drugs still swelling up the youth
Stay
through the dregs of truth that set you loose and blessed your youth
Respect your roots to check for clues expect invective, extra proof
You stepped into
Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina nigga Carolina right in front of me
At the age of five already knew what I was gonna be
Get college degree
Not enough for your grandma she work til the age of 80
Ain't no jobs up in our city whatever come in we take it
But we ain't forcing women and get more
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