Lyrics:
a blaze in the dark
Fire in the night
One by one, pictures gather round me
Where those moonflowers used to grow
Lost no more, spectres gather round here
Drinking forty ounces
Facing the Sun
Trying to get drunk
Had to tap the shoulder of a bum
Under 21 way too young for liquor
Lectured on that by dad
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
(Getting more closer to dying)
Been struggling trying to make it, but it only seems time is passing me by
(Time is passing me by)
Mind drifting through
On by the noon time to buy me a new whip
On by the noon time to buy me a new whip
Hey Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah
Hey Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah
Hey Yah
no one thought was safe
Police made sure that no one could get away
From night to day I've been wild since the juvenile
Got that reckless match your
he knocked out
I step by Boozilla, my nigga told 'em like, "Not my dawg"
I wit' some juveniles, they doped up, Lil D ain't never fold up
So when he
profound
Similar to rounds spit by Derringers
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
It's time to dethrone you clones, and all you knuckleheads
Sunshine gon' come with rainy days, Codiene take the pain away
Kobe at the three, while down by two, Dwayne gon' fade away
I know they hate I made
York, New York, the city that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids
played many games, hurt by many girls
Been all around, lookin' for love but no one to trust
I been locked down with the big boys, see I changed now
myself as the Hungry Hustler, Afroman.
I am the American Dream. Even though the government tried to experiment with me
By placing me in the projects, I'm
through by servin y'all
And only cause my man heard of y'all
Other than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all
[Tony Yayo]
I went from oodles
like this
But now I got the money, so every day we lit
By the time I turned ten I was running wild, listening to Juvenile
Staying at my grandma
If I'ma spend, shawty bring your friends
I'ma pay, I'ma jugg, get 'em in
I'ma rap to you like Juvenile when that bag come
You want a rich nigga
a nigga shot at me (grra, grra)
I'm out here night by night, ain't a real nigga in sight (real)
So I picked up me a mic, two hundred dollars a night
up and buy all my niggas time pieces
In my hotel, been abused by some bad bitches
Ever since I was way younger I've been had this vision
Now I'm in
faulty production fueled by nicotine suction
From tux in my carnivore to vipers in my garden
You flash identify by the genus, species and class
Start
[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
headed back, to our sickly house on Cass Shimmer hates laughter, and juveniles Throughout my day, I heard her say, “I’ll make you pay for every smile” She
fragile and timid
Pressed to the limit
12 years old, no household
From the start I was finished
Disowned by the biologicals
And adopted by rolling
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
by the barrel
From enemy
Fleets
So Goodbye
Beautiful
Days of
Juvenile
Innocence
Written in
Frivolous
Tongues
I've got empires to
Run
Got a future
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