right Grand open some gates, invest, in Iraq business Do things for the kids (the little Dunns) Build a jungle gym behind the crib, so they can enjoy youth
Spot Rusher, blow down the spot for sure Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more The General, watch your board [Raekwon:] Deep pockets
master floor I see you in the morning, rushing out and through your door Nuh Babylon bus unnuh deh hussle and board Just know the human rights So make your youths
for america And her name, "maersk dubai" And so when no one else was looking And the ship was safely moored He waited for his moment Then he quickly snuck on board
many had slept on the U (Even so, show 'em that you kept on and grew) Yeah I did, this is from a flow and yes a master Wu-Tang blower on the board You
bombs back and forth It's a contact sport, get your arm cracked off Yo, I blast like I'm task force, stashed in my dash board Exercise black thought,
nigga Ice Cube in the motherfuckin' house Yeah, up here in the ammo dump studios I got my Nigga Aladdin, SLJ's in the motherfuckin' place Behind the mixin' boards
clearly with the family of 4 Never did I deserve a 2 seater porshe Heart filled with remorse, my life was such a mess Now I'm back on board due to the
Took the fireworks and the vanity The circuit board and the city streets Shooting star, swaying palm tree Laid it at the arbiter's feet If I could change
And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop Fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops Like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board
but bitch you on the payroll of the builders and developers. Fuck what you seellin us pipe dreams fa suckers, you can take that round the corner to them other motherfuckers So much youth
talk The Spot Rusher, blow down the spot for sure Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more The General, watch your board Raekwon: Deep pockets
another day. Chess board play down. You go places they don't take you. oooooo You believe to go to face eyes. Here is the way you all arrive. Old place wher youth
surpassing the average individual At the time, one subject of urban myth was the story that Michael Jackson in an effort to retain his youthful look
gospels from gossip and bar talk then we declare them the truth We salvage our sermons from message boards and scene reports and we sic them on the youth
I'm meaner in action Than Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?) And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments I grew up in the wild hood As a hazardous youth
real ones learn it somewhere Strum your guitar, sing it kid Just write about your feelings, not the things you never did Inexperience, it once had cursed me But your youth
hoards Scribble balls on notice boards And the old wave hierarchy Try to take 'em seriously Because they have to Ten years ago I was dreamin' Upstart youth