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Chicago, Illinois
A young Panther was born
He became a man when he was just a little boy
Excellent athlete, he excelled in the classroom too
High supreme

for every single one of my fans
Autographs 'til I couldn't feel my hands
Just a man with a plan, but you wouldn't understand
I get high by the notes,

Dad i know you're dead
But your memories still alive
Years gone by
But you're always on my mind
I miss you alot
But dad I'll never cry
Cause i know

Don't you say no to the young man
You the one getting fooled by romance
Love crimes by the most heinous
Love signs noticed by the famous
Truer then

Lastonesleft

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

my own mind
Seein who can die for me nigga watch me with the chrome nine
All the time drinkin champagne
Walk through the crowd let the tramps say

California Girl

Eddie Floyd

Today Live on Main Street, Vol. 2

2001

the day I die, yeah

You see I'm not ashamed tonight
To say these words to the young lady
That I met at the metropolis of Los Angeles, California, huh

a little taste
Leave you numb feeling in the face
I'll pass if that pint ain't sealed
I'll make your weekend hell
XX know that we gon' die for
This

I could travel round the world
Could make my life into something
Dive off the coast of Guam for pearls
I could be tethered to nothing

I could die in

was called and bound by his trade
With a pistol and an extra blade
He was caught in the line of fire
This young boy was the driver

Red sun colored

Letter to Britannia from the Union Jack

Ian Hunter Band

Missing in Action

2000

How come you don't salute me now when I smile

You was always so young and on all o' that money
How come new mourners pass you by and think it's so

From where the good die young
And the bad don't even last at
Where the young niggas 16 and
Over die fast at
I was made there and raised there
But moved

Ride

Master P

Da Last Don

1998

want to die young but everybody gotta go 
so pass me the stress release 'cause even Bill Cliton smoke 

Chorus(3X)

nigga we riders (riders) for

a athlete
Life ain't a track meet (no) it's a marathon
Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on
We be clubbin' 'til the day we die
Nigga, ask

penitentiary times
Be so heavy on my mind, at times, it's like I'm livin' just to die
I'm livin' in hell, stuck in my jail cell
Stranded in the county jail,

We living through your dreams
Death before dishonor, cut by katana
Play while I lay, bathhouse Tijuana
Getting fucked by Lana, hoes in the sauna
Like

call on the weatherman
I swear to God that I'm doing the best I can
And I'm thinking if “the brave” die young
What a shame
She could have been someone
I

Ride

Tru

The Truth

2004

want to die young but everybody gotta go 
so pass me the stress release 'cause even Bill Cliton smoke 

Chorus(3X)

nigga we riders (riders) for

(Yeah)
They used to sleep on me, thought a young nigga was average (for real)
Still a slumdog, now I'm fuckin' bitches in a palace
We couldn't

Raepalepo 
Raepalepo Raepalepo ahhh
Raepalepo ahhh

Ohhh young hopes are left to die
Last words, a loud sigh 
Lost souls flood the streets
Kicked out before

pleasantly, 
Drips the soaking rain, 
By fits looks down the waking sun:
Young grass springs on the plain;
Young leaves clothe early hedgerow trees;
Seeds,

rules carved in stone to bring them back

I might die and if I do please leave me alone
If it's the light I'm going home
I might die and if I do please

turn me into a monster 
The money nigga turn me into a gangster 
Two young niggas will die cos I'm a rider (2x)

Rap 1 
I'ma fall into the game like they

by, and I still feel the high

I was catching vibes
Driving scooters in Samui
Baby on my bike
Hoping not to die tonight 

I was catching vibes
Drinking

of faith, countless indigenous communities were stripped of their traditions, languages, and ways of life.

In lands untouched by foreign hands, where spirits