Lyrics:
Intro:
(Kofie Diamonds)
In the future no black kids will be in prison
(Marko Stat$)
In 2010 approximately 70,000 juveniles were incarcerated
drive
Take us (Drive By)
I go for a ride
I'm a drive taker
Pull up on your side
With some high flavours
Then watch you go down
like a sky scrapper
dem maybe do yuh wrong
Suh mi stay by mi self and gwan sing mi songs
And mi stay focus do dis fimmi gran
So much pain mi been through mi nah talk
But mi
[Juvenile]
Huh...
You lil boyz don't know what it mean ta get shot
You lil boyz don't want to do nothin' but hang on tha block
Yoy lil boyz ain't
I'm not Pygmalion
Hooked by failure
Ruled as a juvenile
Aged as an infantile
Subject to the ladder
Ruined by affection
Excepted by exception
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,
catching rats with the tecks since Juvenile
Listen, cut your conversation 'til I'm finished
I'm about to give the definitions to the rhymes I'm kicking
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
plot my play by play
It's black and white no shades uh grey
Do what I want fuck what you say
Listen up listen (uh huh)
Pay attention (uh huh)
'Cause I
you slippin', now you sittin'
Begging, wishin' for me to listen
Don't tell me what it look like, tell me what it is
Don't tell me that you're sorry, you
what I seen, where I been
So sit the fuck down and listen while I sip my gin
They ain't thought I would pop as hard as I did
They ain't know about my
Its Bili!
Listen
She gotta head on a shoulders, wit some good knees on her
Put that thang right up on me
Ay listen
She gotta head on a shoulders, wit
It's hard to believe that you always had a smile
When all the shit i pulled was so juvenile
You'd pull me over when the others weren't around
the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
'bout
Let me take you back in time
Rewind to eighty-nine
Little nappy haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces
Thirteen catchin' cases
Indeed,
in the streets
I'm fully in it bitch, your shit is juvenile to me
We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the crowd for me
I hate to even be like
Upon my entry to this earthly plane I had to listen
Encompass a thing frequencies in my brain listen
Receiving info attain the data to gain I did
runs away
Listen 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
runs away
Listen 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
he is set to, set to
Self-destruct, self-destruct he is, he is
Too cool, too cool to be true
Listen consumerism running through them like
A tumor in
a decapitated head
When the rest of his body's still alive runnin'?
Comin' with five gunmen, waitin' to do a drive-by
So when you see the black 500 (what?)
a decapitated head
When the rest of his body's still alive runnin'?
Comin' with five gunmen, waitin' to do a drive-by
So when you see the black 500 (what?)
when it stands
Yes, I'm all about my g's, give me those by the grand
All I hear is money in my ear, I can not understand
Yea listen
Go ahead and listen
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