bitter at the world, so sorry of your fate I'll keep on pushing cause theres so much more to see dont wanna be rich, I just wanna be happy I'm still young
we've got You've go to kill your young And to rest in peace from everything you've got You've got to kill your young (Thanks to farah for these lyrics
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at the world So sorry of your fate I'll keep on pushing Cause there's so much more to see Don't wanna be rich I just wanna be happy I'm still young,
That we've got You've go to kill your young And to rest in peace from everything you've got You've got to kill your young (Thanks to farah for these
the world If you can relate to what I'm feeling Put your hands in the air for me Let me see you No, matter of fact clap your hands for me Clap your
[Young Jeezy verse:] Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga (jea) Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers (ayyy) I'm from even where da
better think of the consequence (But who are you?) I'm your motherfuckin conscience [Eminem] That's nonsense! Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your
m fuckin wit y'all Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your
now boy, get your vest, protect yo' neck, kill for fun Watch how they run and scatter when I go and pull out my gun (gun) Call me ignorant and young,
the type of soldier, A nigga that seen Everything in my muthafuckin eyes I seen my parents get killed To my muthafuckin eyes I seen my brother kill
'll leave yah Cut your young ass up See yah in pieces Now be deceased Little kim, Don't fuck with real ass g's Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the
scar, Young nation, no revolution and no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation just trying to get this Young nation
that don't give a fuck ridin as my souljaz I just release 'em on a war path, not your average killer Westside, outlaw, bad boy killa Complete my mission
we sippin' on cris', you sippin' backwash man Your team got heart, but your heart's in my hand You want sixteen bars, in song format Or sixteen cars on your
forget you, and all the memories past. So rarely I get to see your face. Growing I looked to you in guidance. We knew that time would kill us, but
your hand Now don't you realize what you've done Put a bullet in his back, your hero since you were so young How could you kill the man who brought salvation through your