Lyrics:
it could've been
We ain't soulmates but we should've been
See what happens when you listen to ya friends
Yeah I was a young girl then but I done grew
It hurt him how him cyaa fuck u again not even one and gwan
SOR seh
It hurt him how him cyaa fuck you again, listen to me mi fren
Ariff seh
If
derelict juvenile (oh)
The futures got Travie engraved on a name plate that I copped on Fulton
While the passers poppin' pills somewhere on the other side
and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach and KRS to get me through the night
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit,
the girl's hand
And try to make a move on her
But she push you back into the wall
You never listen, listen, listen, listen
Can you feel your time's up
You
and break 'em
You didn't hear me, you didn't fear me
And now I'm sitting by your front door, real spooky
Stop look listen
Stop look listen
Stop your wishin'
You know a Hashtag
Yo Phoenix
Ye
Style dem smooth
(Smooth, smooth)
When yuh hear vroom
(Vroom, vroom)
Nuh listen cartoon
Chatting and talk
Hotter
by my near side
Slangin' iron, then some
Vivid dreams about my life
Death, wealth, me shining bright
Inadequacy
Finding balance within the limelight
You always call me full of regret
You want me to save you again
After all these years, the days go by
I've seen you fall a million times
Listen
Listen
Listen
Listen
Cold by day, cold by night
I wonder where the summer's gone
Make no mistake, no mistake
I've got to find you
Well, you
to the banjo wind
A sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go
Running down by the lake shore
She did love the sound
Come with me, come with me, come with me cause I'm your friend
Come with me cause I'm your friend I'm not your enemy
Listen to me, listen to me,
Lou Ferrigno,
Made by the Nero, look like a zero,
Shine the spotlight, this is my night,
Get your cameras ready, let it rain confetti,
I'm
Mannie Fresh, Lil' Wayne and Turk
Baby and BG
The HB's with Strings on the cd-Its all gravy
Wait till you see us on TV
I'm Juvenile it ain't hard for you
of champagne
Need some water but I'd rather me a martyr for the cause
Nigga y'all niggas still don't get it
Juvenile never went to juvenile hall
It was 400
feel
You gotta be yourself
And follow your dreams
[Chorus]
Don't let them call you a juvenile delinquent
Don't let them say, say that you're
See what future brings
Which melody to sing
Listen to yourself and
Find your way
My inner voice speaking to me permanently
I ask myself about life
to listen when the money talking
Voices in my head thats the money talking
Voices in my head thats the money talking
Voices in my head thats the money talking
but let's compile
All the things I've done in my life since I was a juvenile
Went to college although my judgement told me no
So I acknowledged I had
It's a blessing that I came to the party
Never met a girl so fly
Is there a moment I don't think of you? Hardly
Never not a day goes by
They say you
since I was a juvenile
They cut me loose in nine deuce I swore to tell the whole truth
Keep it gang-bang 100 proof
Everybody say hey snoop did death
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
be finnessed by a man that never did it
I'll make the speakers b-bounce bounce in a minute
Listen
Listen the the vision
Let me make incision in my
missing now (It's missing)
My eyes do not glisten, don't glisten at all (Ooh-woah)
Oh I need to listen, gotta listen to my pumping organ
Listen, listen
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