Lyrics:
get our fill
And a third despite our best intentions
If youth is wasted on the young
Then you and I have just begun
To be wasted
Poetry
Crashing down
As I reflect on the stories of my youth
I dig deep for a kernel or truth
These are the kind of things
That keep us up at night
I've
in the right direction, while you are still in your youth.
You must burn these deceptions if you want to see the truth.
We found a cozy nest
We'll lay our paper heads
The water of your youth
Rinsed from our callouses
we'll write our words in sand
We'll hum our hearts
dreams are truly begun
And time weaves ribbons of memory
To sweeten life when youth is through
But I would need no memories there
If I could share my
know
I've learned the truth
That this numbing job is an iron claw intent to
Rob my youth
My life's just a fantasy, its a neverending
Battle
kinda sad that the toxins are smotherin'
Youth in the hood, poisoned by instant messages
Materialism, barbarianism, all types of isms
And schisms by
Do you ever get a feeling
You should be watching Ealing
The heroes of our youth are all there
George and Bill, Alec and Will
All so religiously
I can't accept that this is all we want from life. Content to watch our youth decay, a slow march to a grave. We give up our desires, trade them in
the frail mind
Escape through the lifetime
To glance for your dismal youth
Get closer, closer to your own faith
and the few? What will it take for you to waken to the truth? What will it take for you to remember your own youth? What will you give up to help this worthy
Then spreads from the stage to the youth
Who all root for more
"Fire!" You can smell it in your clothes and your nose
See a hater closin his nose we
and I
Them fe no say that a long time me cry
Cry out fe the youth and you no me no shy
Jah Jah guide I and I...why yoh hoyâ?¦ Jah Jah guide I and I
Long
Stoppe le son !
Big Up à tous les ghettos youths en bas des blocs ou en prison
Le hip-hop est plein de trous du cul qui s'la pétent
La plupart
Everybody knows
You don't get what you plan
And everybody runs away from what they don't understand
Everybody hides away the guilt of their youth
the truth
Or is it easier to keep fronting and oppressing our youth
Is this why I'm a be awestruck?
Damn these lies just make us stuck
Bow down
know,
Why can't I let you know the song
My heart would sing?
That beautiful rhapsody
Of love and youth and spring,
The music is sweet,
The words
a me wickedest vice, jook dem but treat dem nice, why?
Some bwoy a gwan like dem hate woman, me just a wonder whe dem youth deh upon
Dem come inna de
Seize the pipe, offer your life, inhale this obsession.
Filling the lungs of minorities youth, coincidental connection?
The sickness spreading,
The bloom of youth
Shone from her lovely face
A rose against her skin
Would not seem out of place
This silent succubi
Had men enrapt in dreams
Narcissism
I remain and they remain through me
But only I exist.
Youth preserved, embalmed from history
In courts of exotic domains
Sirens play with
visuals past Malcolm and fittin to go past platinum
It's hard but I speak the truth inspired to teach the youth
The fire that heat the booth the high hat
you
Sweeter than music are you
Sunlight and moon beans
Heaven and earth
Are you to give me
And when your youth and joy
Invade my soul
And fill my
When you look to the past for life's long hidden meaning
For the dreams and the plans made in your youth
Does the thrill to achieve match the warm
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