Lyrics:
what they started
Spend they whole life dippin'
Worried 'bout these bitches man
I’m tryna sit on inches
Ride through the city, whole clique with me
Holla
got million dollar schemes, you know I plot for the cake
Couple old school Chevys and a spot by the lake
Ride so clean, ain't trippin' if I'm stopped
let's get doe
If you a soldier, let's get low
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
I'll ride with my brothas, die with my brothas
Drive by pull
Should've murdered a nigga
I'm a cancer to the youth
Automatics out the roof
380 with the weave in it
On sight, scary as prom nights with Carrie
Or car rides
North, South side, vibe, live, ride down these city blocks
And never will we stopped
They tryin' to shut down the clubs that my city rocks
Now Mr. Mayor
the youth, I used to shoot her right back to the path
My day, goin hard, mack the back of the Cab
Did it all, little robbery, back cart of the G-train
Hood
can measure how I'm feeling just by how she treat me
So all I need is the girls who need me (do-do-do, yeah)
My new girl is eighteen, still lie
Concernin' the truth, I reminisce as a youth,
Mommy fightin' Daddy while I'm developin' in the stomach,
While he punchin' I'm feelin' it comin' I feel the Mama
to say to the youths and
Yanahmean when I do these interviews
Just wanna let em know (we ballin)
You gotta strap up cause niggas'll test you
Whenever
up from behind they want to be me
But I ain't trippin, sippin on something 90 proof
>From the floor to the roof, I spit this game to youth
By any
behind they want to be me
But I ain't trippin, sippin on something 90 proof
From the floor to the roof, I spit this game to youth
By any means, dreams
devotion accompanied by dissonant bells of betrayal.
My head on a pike like a little horsey on a pink stick with plastic tassels and you ride us into
Zulu man a kill the youth with tht tune dem,
Spread the word from the back of the projects
To the middle of the burbs and the hi-rise, All the gal wan
for a ride
America leads the world in teenage suicide
I always thought it would have been great
To be a part of the United States
A land
I'd like to say
That I'm a crazy mothafucka, from around the way
Since I was a youth, I grew weed out
Now I'm the mothafucka that you read about
scriptures and parables.
Deeper than the lectures projected by
Manning Marable
You wanna ride the soul plane or the Coltrane?
Defined love supreme for a lost
possessed by fame, fortune, glory
refusing thoughts of getting hoary
called it the privilege of youth
the creation of one's truth
believing in
fool taken for a ride
But I swear by the golden rule and by my foolish pride
I’d tell no word of a lie, cross my heart and hope to die
I wasn’t dreaming,
Young M.A on it, just wait on it
They say that I manipulate the youth
Nah, don't get it wrong, I speak the truth
This is deeper than the roots, look
Young M.A on it, just wait on it
They say that I manipulate the youth
Nah, don't get it wrong, I speak the truth
This is deeper than the roots, look
anger and hunger my man
And I ride a unicycle down the middle, you might catch me touchin feet down on both sides '
Ever since day number one, it's just
is stretchy
Until you tired of findin' time to ride a bitch out of liars
Y'all retired your guns just cause you signed a deal
I'm the Youth Fountain
fuck it up
Every government he set up, it be corrupt
Revolution
Dead prez, people army, steve marley, ghetto youth crew
What you know is who you are,
I struggle by your side
Insisting you to try
Another way to see
Blinking eyes swell to the ground
I follow all the ways
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