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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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