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there'll be no one here to hold your hand
right now we're crazy youngsters
time is running out
there'll be no one here to hold your hand
right now we're crazy youngsters
time is running out
bringing you the next chapter in this hip-hop legacy
the democracy of these youngsters technique of mooli"
end
bringing you the next chapter in this hip-hop legacy
the democracy of these youngsters technique of mooli"
end
too many born up in the struggle
too many youngsters out here trippin'
too many po-po out here pickin'
too many born up in the struggle
too many youngsters out here trippin'
too many po-po out here pickin'
born again rhymer
youngsters act scary when they 'round the old timer
like yes
born again rhymer
youngsters act scary when they 'round the old timer
like yes
pound and respect
youngsters so stressed
watching them detects
pound and respect
youngsters so stressed
watching them detects
to invisible lovers
cowering youngsters
elastic and covered
to invisible lovers
cowering youngsters
elastic and covered
had him dodgin every muthafuckin up in the room
they say the youngsters run the penitentiary
they say the youngsters doin shit that you wouldn't believe
had him dodgin every muthafuckin up in the room
they say the youngsters run the penitentiary
they say the youngsters doin shit that you wouldn't believe
first romance
two youngsters learning
first romance our lips were burning
first romance
two youngsters learning
first romance our lips were burning
i sell that codeine
just gave all my youngsters glock-9s and 40s
them my lil woahdies
i sell that codeine
just gave all my youngsters glock-9s and 40s
them my lil woahdies
the bricks look the same
but them youngsters be strapped
from snortin' dope smokin' momo's
the bricks look the same
but them youngsters be strapped
from snortin' dope smokin' momo's
rocking alone in an old rocking chair
i know some youngsters in an orphans' home
who'd think they owned heaven if she was their own
rocking alone in an old rocking chair
i know some youngsters in an orphans' home
who'd think they owned heaven if she was their own