Lyrics:
selling
As a juvenile, was a delinquent, niggas was telling
Snitching that's why a couple of my niggas is felons,
Switched up the mission, got to have my
bless you like you just sneezed
I think you niggas know by now I do this shit with ease
Man, everything I ever made a fuckin' masterpiece
I'm
anywhere without my weapons.
Well I grew up on the palms, I was raised by bikers.
Got a friend in Quenton another in Rykers.
At the age of 21 Rancid Punx,
Juvenile detention
Turn a child to a savage
Just a fancy word for jail
So you know they wreaking havoc
On a young mind
Like land mines
Time goes by
her it'll be alright
Brodie keep it on him when he with me, I ain't gotta fight
Lil Alex, he innocent, but he doin' juvenile life
Bitch, you gettin'
hell yeah nigga salute hell yeah nigga we made a way up out these streets
Tayreal year 82 was Grady born crack era seeing shit from a juvenile in
the past tense
Nigga tell me what that meant
Never mind, your luck
I don't give a fuck anymore, blessing
Used to be dehumanized by human eyes
Now I'm
took some time away and wrote some songs
While not influenced by the drugs
Wish I could feed the starving hug the ones that need a hug
Instead of running
the kid's in a stalemate
A whole year's gone by, he still ain't been birded
Plus, I missed out the juvenile ones that he served
That's part of the game,
The hardest-working artist in England
Is anyone they classed as
A juvenile delinquent (who am I?)
Son of Karen, grandson of Ruth
Imagine if my mother hadn't met
Lennox
Hanging posters on my wall
I never used to rap til I got trapped in isolation juvenile hall
Right there up in my cell I felt this gift that was givin'
gnome
Hit the mountains in Colorado to get in the zone
A route in Cali' smoking weed stronger than Jessica Jones
Yeah, I grew up by the water so you
the ways the killers and cons move
You can't simulate the days when they played by the rules
And if you wasn't in the maze you really can't drop jewels
knew it all was the same teenager in n out of
Juvenile hall, I remember being chased by the cops replaced my lunch money with a
Sack in my sock, I
knew it all was the same teenager in n out of
Juvenile hall, I remember being chased by the cops replaced my lunch money with a
Sack in my sock, I
book
(Chill out nigga, we don't need that shit!)
As they journey from the Mt. Horeb by the way of the Red sea
(Broke ass muthafucka, ha ha ha)
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looking like the rest of us do now
I mean those who steal scour like a child acting all juvenile in denial
I wish that itch turns into a burn when you
Straight out of Jersey to the Slum Village
I lyrically pillage at a high percentage
And you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the feds
My
his period was late
Her breasts gettin' bigger, nigga claimin' he ain't the father
It's hard head and tellin' Moms is even harder
Her juvenile daughter
and that's it
And then he starts to treat me like a piece of shit
I was drugged by the cops
I'd do anything to make them stop
Well have you ever dealt
Conversation, is going round
Bitches be talking bout me all over town
I got your lady, all on my balls
Ever since I was a fool in juvenile hall
a spade of spades nigga
[Juvenile]
Boss you wouldn't believe what happend ta me
Last night I got hit for a package of ki's
Who was it? Man I'ont know some
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