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stunts Young and I'm wildin', (?) try him He'll call me Retch but your bitch call me Bryan In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin' If you catch
they think 'oh wow, Young MC is near' Or do they think, 'yo, get that nigga out of here' I don't know, it's an unfortunate case That I can't read your
with the pack feeding When I was young I had visions of another world Sneaking looks at the porn stash of my brother hurl Incense smoke made vortices
have this Intellectual capacity that I Possess i'm sick of old and senile people Running for president we need to have a Young 37 year old in the White
rice crispies That’s the cereal with no wheat Cos I’m worried about my health Being young is crazy but being old is even worse So I’ve been working out
Women and men lie, numbers are never mistaken Highest selling still looking for validation I dropped "Skelm" just to show them that I rap still Then I
wild, sharp around, edges, hat is from Kung Lao I get loud like hood women and the weed man they cussing out Cause he fucking 'round with a one seven
but I ain't Mcgwire New drip bitch attire Yuhh Im flyer Money I require Carrey liar liar I hit ya temple like a Buddhist Monk Im slurry Im drunk Bitch
to do Movin with bravado Fillin up my cup with this moscato Cheers To the high life I cant hear the hate from up here in this highrise Quality women
blue I don't need a red phone I just take that as a sign from God you know Oh yeah I knew a Buddhist who grew up Jewish i went to school with him He told
promoters ive inched along through the night pretty women Janellas way to young for janellas all my life tryna focus be my owner trendsetta i just wanna
chief like keith I was on D.R.E Telling me to just beat these women and leave ironic, Began smoking chronic back when chicks were on rings no sonic I
chief like keith I was on D.R.E Telling me to just beat these women and leave ironic, Began smoking chronic back when chicks were on rings no sonic I
to times when it was black and blue When we called cats fossil fuels, the way they gas these dudes Lyrical Buddhist, I enlighten my music My style is more
I was born one-three, one-ten, in a world of oppression to a - 26 years old Momma had to take me to the lectures 22 years young What a blessing Man,
I was born one-three, one-ten, in a world of oppression to a nigga 26 years old Momma had to take me to the lectures 22 years young What a blessing
on my face As if I never felt a way I keep my aura civilized I'm young I make decisions for myself Like this ain't the first time that I've been alive I'm
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