Lyrics:
this is you stalling
Guess you through, you ignore me, days go by
Missing you be the worst, play the game, who gon' hit who first
Checking my
and my momma use to sit and watch the lion king
She had a pathfinder to yea bumping Yolanda Adams
Or four hundred degreez by juvenile
And we ain't never
it
I hit your set with fifty plus fifty more
I catch you down bad and I
Ain't gon' let you go
I done came from the motherland
No other man standin'
[Intro]
1, 2, 3, 4 bust it
Come on, come on
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
[Hook]
Where that Melph at
Where the Yo at
Where that Thomas at
Where VL
[Intro]
1, 2, 3, 4 bust it
Come on, come on
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
[Hook]
Where that Melph at
Where the Yo at
Where that Thomas at
Where VL
Shit, it ain't go hold me back, I gotta go all out to get mine
A tech nine might come in handy for the next time
I'm frustrated, chumps are making
a fine devil
Go sky dweller make em watch
Still get food stamp cards yeah buying
Baking soda by the box
Bomboclat man a bad man
Pussy what still of a no
Oh lady rain have you been mired by the muck again
Left to dry, your senses fried, another nameless man
Won't you let it go. Won't you let it go
Go
as a youngster ?]
Verse One:
Ruthless, my style as a juvenile
Ran with a gang, slanged in the meanwhile
Bankin, I specialized in gankin
whites, Mexicans, brothers
a nigga go night
Sixteen hours on the line
Just to make a dam dime
We was workin so dam hard
Just to see the family shine
Yeah the streets was dam cold
But
as a youngster ?]
Verse One:
Ruthless, my style as a juvenile
Ran with a gang, slanged in the meanwhile
Bankin, I specialized in gankin
whites, Mexicans, brothers
juvenile, goin' out like a menace
Chillin' on the set, I see a big dope dealer
Hearing voices in my head sayin' kidnap that nigga
Hands all bloody 'cause I'm
the only real thing
That I wanna know
Cuz being sober I can't do
Cuz that type of pain won't go
So they say I got a problem
I hide my pain won't let it show
Travellin, goin in and out, a juvenile delinquent
Meat-colored so you know I got a heart
Automatically, but I made it far
In the game, fame, fortune, get
that car shop,
Ready to get all the seats fixed,
Let me go scope me a kneefit, so I can go out to the Freaknik,
Shit, I'm the lyrical genius,
Drop
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I
[Rakim]
Before the dough came, my whole aim, was blow like propane
Control the whole domain, and then show no shame
Make rappers go ? and they so
Born to the jungle (Jungle)
Where the streets keep you humble (Humble)
You get raised by the struggle
Taught to go hustle (Hustle)
Don't flex
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 feroc(ious)
1, 2, 3, 4, bust it
C'mon, c'mon
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia
Tint on my window (window)
Mask on, gloves on (gloves, hey)
You know that clip extendo (extendo)
And don't let down that window (ayy)
Open up that
32 is dead
Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address
That brand new whipple home
man, I hope she fine
Let her know I tried, let her know I said hi
Miss it when you and I
Against the world like kids in juvenile
Side by side like
mat, pad, and pen
You was on the basketball court when I was writin' flows in juvenile pen
Started smokin' 'Ports soon as they done let me out in 2016
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