are the sons of no one Bastards of young We are the sons of no one Bastards of young The daughters and the sons Young, young, young Take it, it's yours
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young We are the sons of no one, bastards of young The daughters and the sons Young... take it, it's yours...
Перевод: Against Me!. Сволочи молодых.
Testing one, two, um... twelve (whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz) [Em] This is my dance song (Outsidaz) Can you hear me? (Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young
me against tha world baby Chorus Ooohhhhh Me against tha world It's just me against tha world Ooohhhhh It's just me against tha world Me against
just a baby still retarded from slavery When we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me Ghetto ain't made me I made myself Poverty raised me thinking
I'm still locked out, it's up to me How to face the teasing and the pain Hate, one thing we have in common Play your game Beat me, hurt me A physical
'm still locked out; it's up to me, how to face the teasing and the pain Hate, one thing we have in common Play your game Beat me, hurt me A physical
sun Got Spring hating on me cause I ain't neva sprung Win-ter hating on me cause I'm colder than ya'll And I will neva I will neva I will neva FALL I'
my axis kid On the road to riches through trafficking Through rappining whatever's happening Roc-a-wear I'm the young black Ralph Lauren Every time I get out they put me
is me Matter of fact, the east coast fuck took it from me Fourth album still Jay still spittin' that real shit Volume 3 still sold more records than Will
she will never see her father again, 'cause he's in a grave I always think about [Incomprehensible] "My daddy was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dope dealer" How will
told you that talkin' wasn't shit to me So bitch be more specific when you spit for me It ain't shit to me, you a hoe in fifth degree, a discharge from
a highwayman again Or I may simply be a single drop of rain But I will remain And I'll be back again and again And again and again and again
can't compare to me and shine dead right Get ready to be turned you into food for fishes And leave behind upset crying senior citizens Crying on the shit again
