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If I told you things I did before, told you how I used to be Would you go along with someone like me? If you knew my story word for word, had all of my history Would you go along with someone like me? I did before and had my share, it didn't lead nowhere I would go along with someone like you It doesn't matter what you did, who you were hanging with We could stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Usually when things has gone this far people tend to disappear No one will surprise me unless you do I can tell there's something goin' on, hours seems to disappear Everyone is leaving, I'm still with you It doesn't matter what we do, where we are going to We can stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you

If I told you things I did before Told you how I used to be Would you go along with someone like me? If you knew my story word for word Had all of my history Would you go along with someone like me? I did before and had my share It didn't lead nowhere I would go along with someone like you It doesn't matter what you did Or who you hanging with We could stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about their own faults Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Usually when things have gone this far People tend to disappear No one will surprise me unless you do I can tell there's something going on Hours seem to disappear Everyone is leaving, I'm still with you It doesn't matter what we do Where we are going to We can stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style We don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about their own faults Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you

If I told you things I did before, told you how I used to be Would you go along with someone like me? If you knew my story word for word, had all of my history Would you go along with someone like me? I did before and had my share, it didn't lead nowhere I would go along with someone like you It doesn't matter what you did, who you were hanging with We could stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Usually when things has gone this far people tend to disappear No one will surprise me unless you do I can tell there's something goin' on, hours seems to disappear Everyone is leaving, I'm still with you It doesn't matter what we do, where we are going to We can stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you

If I told you things I did before, told you how I used to be Would you go along with someone like me? If you knew my story word for word, had all of my history Would you go along with someone like me? I did before and had my share, it didn't lead nowhere I would go along with someone like you It doesn't matter what you did, who you were hanging with We could stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Usually when things has gone this far people tend to disappear No one will surprise me unless you do I can tell there's something goin' on, hours seems to disappear Everyone is leaving, I'm still with you It doesn't matter what we do, where we are going to We can stick around and see this night through And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking 'bout our own style All we care 'bout is talking Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you Talking only me and you (End)

I love dancing Crazy romancing Fellas advancing constantly Marriage is for old folks Old folks, not for me! One husband One wife Whaddya got? Two people sentenced for life! I love singing Good healthy clinging Quietly bringing on a spree Marriage is for old folks Cold folks! Not for me One married he One married she Whaddya got? Two people watchin' tv! I'm not ready To quit bein' free And I'm not willing To stop being me I've gotta sing my song Why should I belong To some guy who says That I'm wrong? Doo doo dooo De doo de doo De-doo de-doo Doo doo doo Dooo Cookin' dinner Lookin' no thinner Gray elbows and A sudsy sea Marriage is for old folks Cold folks And it's not for me! One husband One wife Whaddya got? Two people sentenced for life! I'm exploding With youth and with zest Who needs corroding In some vulture's nest? I've gotta fly my wings Go places, do things My freedom bell's really Gonna ring! Doo doo dooo... I've been through years Too many blue years Now I want New Year's every eve Marriage is for old folks Marriage is for cold folks That's what I believe One husband One wife Whaddya got? Two people sentenced for life Marriage is for old folks Marriage is for cold, old folks Not for me Can't you see Marriage ain't for me

Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high You and I, shiny and new Cottage that two can fill And we'll be pleased to be called The folks who live on the hill Someday we may be adding a wing or two A thing or two We will make changes as any family will But we will always be called The folks who live on the hill Our veranda will command a view of meadows green The sort of view that seems to want to be seen And when our kids grow up and leave us We'll sit and look at that same old view Just we two, Darby and Joan Who used to be Jack and Jill The folks who like to be called What they have always been called The folks who live on the hill The folks who live on the hill The folks who live on the hill The folks who live on the hill.

Yo, yo yo move out of the way We got Missy Elliott coming through Girl that is Missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day Oh well I heard the bitch was married To Tim and started fucking with Trina I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey I can't stand the bitch no way When I walk up in the piece I ain't gotta even speak I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me How you stuntin' these hoes Need to talk what you know And stop talking bout who I'm Sticking and licking just mad it ain't yours I know ya'll poor ya'll broke Ya'll job just hanging up clothes Step to me get burnt like toast Muthafuckas adios amigos Halves halves wholes wholes I don't brag I mostly boast From the VA to the LA coast Iffy kiffy izzy oh Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch! Hilzzoo? My gizzirl! Brillzing her izzin! Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight... Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee! When I pull up in my whip Bitches wanna talk shit I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling In these muthafuckas eyes did you see it? I'm gripping these curbs Skurr'd ya heard? I love em, my feathers, my furs I fly like a bird Chicken heads on the prowl Who you trying fuck now Naw you ain't getting loud Better calm down for I smack your ass down I need my drums bass high Has to be my snare strings horns and I need my Tim sound Right, left Izzy kizzy looky here Iffy kiffy izzy oh Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch! Hilzzoo? My gizzirl! Brillzing her izzin! Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight... Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee! I don't go out my house shorty You just waiting to see Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week Just wanna see who I am fucking boy Sniffing some coke I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio Yeah, uh huh, okay Once upon a time in College Park Where they live life fast and they scared of dark There was a little nigga by the name of Cris Nobody paid him any mind No one gave a shit Knowing he could rap No one lifted a hands So he went about his business and devised a plan Made a CD and then he hit the block 50 thousand sold Seven dollars a pop Hold the phone Three years later Stepped out the swamp With ten and a half gators Now all around the world on the microphone Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologne Still riding chrome Got bitches in the kitchen Never home alone And he's on the grind Please let me know if he's on your mind And respect you'll give me Ludacris I live loud just like Timmy Fuck, have to clear these rumors I got a headache and it's not a tumor Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite Hard to the core Core to the rotten Jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton Iffy kiffy izzy oh Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch! Hilzzoo? My gizzirl! Brillzing her izzin! Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight... Izzo kizzay! Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee! Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real I know I know, I don't even care about her being preganant by Michael Jackson You know what we should do We should go get her album when it comes out There she go, there she go, there she Heeeey Misssy Hi Missy? What's up fools? You think I ain't knowin y'all broke, Milli Vanilli J.J. Fad wannabes ain't over here gossiping bout me? Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights won't get cut off You soggy breasts, cow stomachs Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party Yo by the way, go get my album Damn! Iffy kiffy izzy oh Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch!

Hey, look at all those cowgirls Tearin' down the gravel roads on Saturday night Singing, "Summertime" at the top of their lungs Sippin' Dixie cups of strawberry wine All my boys are out We holler and whistle And honk our horns in time We're just country folks livin' loud We're country folks livin' loud We're just country folks livin' loud We're crankin' Waylon Jennings in our pick-up trucks Clinkin' beer bottles till the sun comes up Mamma's in the church choir, oh, what a sound We're country folks livin' loud Drivin' tractors in the cotton till the cows come home Boots on the dance floor, around we go The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud We're country folks livin' loud Interstate's jammed with race fans We're heading towards the Talladega infield sign Our tailgates are droppin' and barbecue is poppin' Everybody's gonna have a good time Ain't nuthin' like those engines starting And the crowd at the finish line We're just country folks livin' loud We're country folks livin' loud We're just country folks livin' loud We're crankin' Waylon Jennings in our pick-up trucks Clinkin' beer bottles till the sun comes up Mama's in the church choir, oh, what a sound We're country folks livin' loud Drivin' tractors in the cotton till the cows come home Boots on the dance floor, around we go The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud We're country folks livin' loud It's a hoot and a holler on a touchdown pass A George Strait crowd when he tips his hat Lord, ain't that what it's all about? We're just country folks livin' loud We're country folks livin' loud We're just country folks livin' loud We're crankin' Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks Clinkin' beer bottles till the sun comes up Mamma's in the church choir, oh, what a sound We're country folks livin' loud Drivin' tractors in the cotton till the cows come home Boots on the dance floor, around we go The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud We're country folks livin' loud We're country folks livin' loud We're country and we're livin' loud

Verse 1 Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this tongue I'll tell you now my name, my name is Young But so you think that it's your destiny To get the best of me, but I suggest to be Quiet, bro', don't even try it from the east and west of me Takin' it and never breakin' it or even shakin' it Groovin' it and always movin' it, cuz I'm not fakin' it Pullin' out rhymes like books off the shelf Born in England, raised in Hollis, taught to go for myself This is stone cold rhymin', no frills, no fluffs And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track And when the show is finally finished I'll be takin' my bow My name is Young, and yo I got know-how, you know what I'm sayin'? I got know-how Party people, I got know... how I kick it just like this... Verse 2 I got juice like the president, I'm makin' rappers hesitant Invite me to your house and I'll be chillin' like a resident Yes, cuz I'm that type of man Cuz I make myself at home no matter where I am I got it rollin' like thunder, makin' y'all wonder Why I'm on top with all the other rappers under I make no errors, mistakes or blunders It's like a wedding, let no man put asunder My name is Young MC, I like to rock mic well Cuz when I get up on the mic I just release my spell It's no hocus-pocus, I'll just get you into focus And swarm all over you just like a horde of locusts Smooth operator, female persuader Spot a fly girl and in a week I'm gonna date her I got the kind of style for the here and the now And I can do it cuz I got know-how, you know what I'm sayin'? I got know-how Party people, I got know... how Bust it! Verse 3 MC's I'll ruin, cuz I know what I'm doin' I'll treat 'em like doublemint gum and start chewin' I spit 'em out when the flavour's gone And I repeat the chewin' practice 'til the break of dawn Cuz I'm tough like a bone, sly like Stallone Rockin' and clockin' on the microphone Smooth like a mirror, in hearts I strike terror Rhymes like runs and hits with no errors Cold like a blizzard, on the mic I am the wizard With the funky fresh rhymes comin' out of my gizzard Never sneezin', never coughin', I rock the mic often Hard as a rock and no sign I'll soften Makin' sure I get respect, on my mind rhymes connect I start to build like a builder from a architect Movin' all around, above and under the ground You see my face, and then you hear my sound Comin' atcha with the mic in hand I'm gonna take command just the way I planned Cuz I'm a one-man band and you are my fan Don't you understand? I'm like Superman Yeah, the Man of Steel, don't you know the deal? You better be for real, I got sex appeal This is what I feel, and this here's my vow And now you know the brother with know-how, you know what I'm sayin'? I got know-how... and I'm chillin', never illin' In my mouth I got two fillin's... whatever! I'm on the mic, cold stone gettin' over My name is Young MC, known as the fly casanova, kick it...

Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Come on now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Hey young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise It's your time to shine Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Everybody now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time

Stress every night, yeah, it worries me too We can take back the words and I know we got issues But I'd rather be fighting than not be with you Yet I know what we have but I don't know what we'll lose You're telling me to go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Oh, you're telling me to go but I'm in no rush, no rush And I see you online with the new guy you talk to I pretend I'm okay but we both know I miss you When you lay there at night do you think of me too? Or am I just a ghost of somebody that you knew? You're telling me to go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Oh, you're telling me to go but I'm in no rush, no rush If you need me to go, I will go The seconds are harder to hold I know that we took it too fast so forgive me if I leave real slow Yeah, you're telling me go but I don't want to rush it Telling me go but I haven't adjusted Thought I was the only one that you were stuck with Feeling like I'm living and kicking the bucket I don't want to continue with no interceptions Please don't judge me with it No more co-defendant I'm gon' go-, I can't complete my sentence Ain't no rush at all I don't recall This alcohol gon' be my downfall Yeah, it's difficult to be here adapting I'm fine, I wasn't even thinking bout fronting on you In the back of my mind, I hear hearts and I gotta listen I'm inconsistent with keeping my distance But I take it on the chinny-chin-chin-chin I'm in no hurry to get up and go Stand in the sun and I'll sit in the snow Lay in the rain, run on the black ice It don't matter I'll weather the storm You're telling me go and I don't wanna leave I was up in your arms and you kept me warm And now I'm out in the cold in my short sleeve Please open the door 'cause it's for me Begging so hard I got sore knees When I hear your voice so go call me My hearts so fragile like fall leaves You're telling me to go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Oh, you're telling me to go but I'm in no rush, no rush If you need me to go, I will go The seconds are harder to hold I know that we took it too fast so forgive me if I leave real slow I know we took it too fast so forgive me if I leave real slow

He's got a Chevrolet that don't always run And the radio never turns down He's got a pedigree that's no good for nothing No commas in his bank account But there's a girl at the hole in the wall where he plays Don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking '89 Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na There's always pawn shops, sell beat-up guitars To a kid with some hand-me-down keys As long as leather jackets Keep stealing hearts like Elvis and Cash and James Dean There'll be a girl At the hole in the wall where he plays Don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking '89 Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Tank of gas, some blue eyes and some beer in the back Falling way too fast for a Southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking '89 Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Yeah, Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Young love and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na

Hype Beatz ODin' off blessings but still attract all these enemies Say they gang, they cap, don't know you, bitch, you ain't no kin to me All these niggas frauds, these bitches too, act like they frenemies Say, how one day you solid, the next day switchin' up energy? I don't talk too much, know a few niggas who would sin for me He talk, his block hit up, now all they got of him is memories Foenem gon' slide for us, don't do no talk, no cares for sympathy I know that I'm sinnin', don't give a fuck you think I'm trippin' Nigga, I'm the one who done it Lord, have mercy Fuck a opp, we hit his block, a nigga talk, then we gon' spin it No, I can't love you (The love that pulls you) They want smoke but duck the Glock When that shit pop, believe I'm flippin' All this pain, look what you're doing to me I'm stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams I started, can't restart, I don't know who I'll be Them feelings can't make much You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah He love the Glock, I send three shots then comprehend in slow-mo They say you opp but don't know shit When you speak 'bout shit they don't know Like broken cigarettes, comin' clouds out the [?] like boom, boom You at the scene, have to forget, the only way to move on Please do so They talk like they know who I am but I know you don't They speakin' with me as somethin' like a psycho, you know Continuous, it's fucking up my mind, dude (My mind, dude) Betrayed by whom I love, that's why I feel empty They fraud and it shows, I move on although tricked me A fool, yeah, I know, fool of love and it's sickenin' It's true, yeah, I know, I'm the one who they wishin' Look, I know my time comin' And I know I'll go, not normal to them I'm a psycho, not normal to them I'm a psycho (A psycho) Lord, have mercy Fuck a opp, we hit his block, a nigga talk, then we gon' spin it No, I can't love you (The love that pulls you) They want smoke but duck the Glock When that shit pop, believe I'm flippin' All this pain, look what you're doing to me I'm stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams I started, can't restart, I don't know who I'll be Them feelings can't make much You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah

귀 같은 건 안 기울여 talking about me (about me) 고분고분 숙여가며 날 바꿔갈 일 전혀 없으니 착한 아이가 못돼 미안하지만 (uh) 입을 닫음 닫았지, never lie, lie, lie (lie) 솔직해지고 싶어 매 순간에 (ay) I'll go with that, I'll go with that, that, that 옥죄어오는 것 투성인데 no, no 오늘만은 자유로워지면 뭐 어때? (Ooh) We break rules Yeah, we break all the rules (break the rules) (Ooh) 그대로, yeah, we do what we do too 'Cause we are young ('cause we are young) We're having fun (having a fun life) 뭐든 원하는 대로 Breaking the rules, yeah, we do break the rules "Maybe blue," 파랗다고 하더군 그게 맞아, 난 새파랗게 젊어서 Say that I do what I do Like fire, go hotter 내 모든 걸 엎질러 내일은 어쩌냐는 기우 따윈, 난 "No, thanks" 어제와 또 다른 오늘인데 왜 이제와 똑같이 낭비하래? 산 바다가 수백 번은 바뀌고 남아 그야말로 우리 세상인 Err'day, we're fine 선 넘은 걱정은 마, 너무 바빠 하고픈 거랑 또 하지 말라는 거 다 기꺼이 즐길 거야 딱히 정해 두진 않을래 no, no 더 끌리는 대로 가보는 게 왜 안돼? (Ooh) We break rules Yeah, we break all the rules (break the rules) (Ooh) 그대로, yeah, we do what we do too 'Cause we are young ('cause we are young) We're having fun (having a fun life) 뭐든 원하는 대로 Breaking the rules, yeah, we do break the rules Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (oh) 두려울 것도 없을 뿐 (we're living fine, ay) Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (we are young, yeah) 몰라 난 아직 how to lo-lo-lo-lose 결말은 no mystery, 오늘이 guarantee 눈을 감고라도 알 수 있어, oh (Ooh) We break rules Yeah, we break all the rules (break the rules) (Ooh) 원하면, yeah, we do what we do too 'Cause we are young ('cause we are young) Everything's fun (having a fun life) 안 즐거울 게 뭐야? We're feeling good, yeah, feel good Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (oh) 두려울 것도 없을 뿐 (we're living fine, ay) Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (we are young, yeah) 몰라 난 아직 how to lo-lo-lo-lose

Fuck that Metro in this bitch going crazy Yeah Comin' out the Jonesboro, south (Ay) Nigga havin' goals, all through it, mouthin' Life time goals (Woo), rented through the roof (Wha'?) Pullin' out the Ghost (Grah), make a nigga poof (Grah) Niggas talkin' shit but what is it to do? I knew his big homie, nigga, and I got the proof (woo) My spot is a army base and I got the proof Send my bitch on vacay, put her in the coupe Change the channel, I don't wanna see none these pussy niggas (Nah) I've been fucking niggas' bitches and get plenty figures On the road to riches, ain't got the realest with us Slaughter gang wit' me, nigga, nah, it's not a scissors Street nigga with a bunch of lives like a tiger (Yea') Y'all niggas just a bunch of dykеs fucking niggas (Pff) Nigga told and he was my homie, I can't miss him Ain't nobody feel him Tell mе what you seen, what you saw I done ran it up, I'm guessin' which broad I'ma take 'em home tonight I'm tryna see if I can take it home tonight Seen a John gettin' shot at the light (Yeah-yeah) They got to arguin' over new crack pipe (Yeah-yeah-yeah) I caught a seen just my pants ain't tight enough None of my bitches tell me I'm not man enough What the fuck wrong with these broke ass niggas? Yeah I told 'em tear it down I'ma take you pocket watchin' don't look at my pants now My diamonds brighter than a fucking them Milans now Asked a bitch from the south line stand down Runnin' through the projects, duckin' all the fries (yeah) Got a nine in my pocket and not in my drawls (Woa-woa-woa) Take off like a rocket with thirteen bars (Yeah) Send a attic, put the racks in the walls (Yeah) No need to toxic me, I'm big dawg (Yeah) I roll the windows up (Yeah) and now they knowin' us I'm no beginner, yuh, I got my stain up I told her, "Giddy up" We ran the train on her Comin' out the Jonesboro, south (Ay) Nigga havin' goals, all through it, mouthin' Life time goals (Woo), rented through the roof (Wha'?) Pullin' out the Ghost (Grah), make a nigga poof (Grah) Niggas talkin' shit but what is it to do? I knew his big homie, nigga, and I got the proof (woo) My spot is a army base and I got the proof Send my bitch on vacay, put her in the coupe If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you Metro

I'm headed straight to the top Like my stock ain't dip These niggas Mouths stay locked When i talk my shit I'm at your neck It's threat On some long beach shit And if you coming for the boy I'm a take yo bitch I digress I might bless The timeless The rhyme smith When I step into the ring You get all my fist I slide in You can slide too Be my guest The violence Never really prone to silence Fee fye fo fum Sick, I leave them nose run Split you like a proton Better be some hoes I'm Cold my shit is frozen This could be pro run All up in your system Pushing buttons like program Watch him how he snap again Probably not a accident I been bout this shit since Police was killing blacks and shit Really I ain't have in it Energy I channel it Put it on a track And make your favorite Rapper average I got something for your system I got something for your system I got something for your system Young Baba I drop I don't miss none I got something for your system I got something for your system I got something for your system Young Baba I drop I don't miss none Pistol whip the passenger Pissing through a catheter He's such an assassin when he spits with that vernacular Flow is too spectacular Flippin packs like spatula Almost crashed the whip cause shawty suck me like she Dracula Come equipped With pistol grips Sharper than a pencil tip Always tryna write me off But always stay up on my dick I whip shit you dipshit Throw it like it's discuss Biscuit Watch the bread grow like it's bisquick Misfit Grew up Shittin on you Since an infant Gifted Guess a nigga cold Like it's Christmas Hit list Aim it at your head I ain't missing Cap cold as lead Have them swimming with fishes I got something for your system I got something for your system I got something for your system Young Baba I drop I don't miss none I got something for your system I got something for your system I got something for your system Young Baba I drop I don't miss none

Baby, when I saw you turning at the end of the street I knew a time was gone, and it took me like ages Just to understand that I was afraid to be a simple guy I tried my best to smile but deep inside my heart I felt it was shouting like a crowd dancing I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is Can't you hear it calling, oh yeah Everybody's dancing, oh yeah Tonight, everything is over I feel too young I can't lie on my bed without thinking I was wrong But when this feeling calls, this world becomes another Nighttime won't hold me in your arms again I got a very good friend who says he can't believe the love I give Is not enough to end your fears I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is Can't you hear it calling, oh yeah Everybody's shaking, oh yeah Tonight, everything is over I feel too young Oh, rainfalls and hard times coming, they won't leave me tonight I wish I knew what I was doing Just do, let this spirit survive Everybody's dancing, oh yeah I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is Can't you hear it calling, oh yeah Everybody's dancing, oh yeah Tonight, everything is over I feel too young Can't you hear it calling, oh yeah Everybody's dancing, oh yeah Tonight, everything is over I feel too young

Uhh OD'ing on drugs Ay bruh bring me a lighter Somebody, please I think I'm OD'ing on drugs Nigga I started a fight inside the club Never switched on my brew im not a duck I got a foreign car sittin on some dubs Baby said she gon' help me out with my problems I'm still screaming fuck the crime stoppers Yes I'll hit you up, go do a dub for my partner Yaahh, riding in the back just like a strut for my partner Knuck if you buck for my partner Yeah I show love for my partner I'mma fuck a ho when I leave the club just for my partner I'mma pull off and take off on my plug that's for my partner I can live life on a boat like nautical with my partner That's my motherfuckin' partner in crime, baby And you know I'm never stopin' the time lil baby And you know it's not a doubt in my mind lil baby And you know I'm doin' it for the slimes baby Thugga! I'm a big B(east) yeah wildebeest You can't see me, I'm tired of these streets I will remain an OG when deceased R.I.P. Mike Brown, fuck the Cops Screamin' R.I.P Bennie shootin' up a block No clock lil nigga sit back and watch Me move, All of these chickens lil nigga, no Popeye's When my palm go to itchin' boy I get missin' Whippin up fake dope, whip it no kitchen I swear to god I water whipped it (yaahh) Dirty Cup for a nigga sippin' (woah) When I get through with that 4 a nigga trippin', whoa I changed my shoes to Givenchy's they no trippin' no I'm a young rich nigga flip up flippin', whoa S.L.I.M.E. yeah, I wipe your nose Wipe it, wipe it, wipe it I get that pussy and I just demolish, -molish, -molish Divide it, all in they mouth no trident Baby, but I wipe it! I kiss it and good night it I make love and I fight it Precise and yes it's righteous I'm lockin' em I'm bikin' em I ficus, I got sticks And I'm never scared, never frightened Keep em all out your business they just here because of your riches You keep these 1s flyin no bisquit This money I'm gettin', it got me Dolly yeah I'm doin' it for you Slime Dora I do it for you Slime Big Duck I do it for you Slime Yeeaah Jeff I do it for you Slime Junior I do it for you, Keisha I do it for you, Bennie I do it for you, Emsley I do it for you, Sheen I do it for you, Gregory I do it for you Kat I do it for you, Unfunk I do it for you, I survive in a zoo I take of my kids, no matter what else I do Rocko I do, I do Yeah [?] god that it's true My niggas they was same clothes bandits Now they dealin' with bad bitches and they know they have it And they sure they have it, bitch we photograph it I might put mud on my trump and hop out clean and damp it Free my lil brother Bennie you know a savage Yeah, but he dont wrestle, no Randy Pussy clean she don't need panties I see right thru that bitch like she panoramic Yeah I treat that beef just like fuckin' manwich I'm screamin' 30 fuck a blue jean bandit We don't care about no team we just want that cash in So we stole the truck and smashed it, tragic when I'm