music then you should know that O. Trice fused it In a matter where he speaks how the streets views it Choose, to translate it through the art of music
the ghetto Without ridin' 'round Hidin' down duckin' strays From frustrated youths Stuck in they ways Just read a magazine That f***ed up my day How you rate music
Remain an error, but I think that's kinda better Understand that word and how you use it Rap is business music, Hip-Hop is cultural music Now you get
, right. [Right]. They all in their twenties, she the only one working. Anyway, one night she needed to get some sleep, she told him to turn his music
paper, it's just survivalist human nature To put you out of your misery like euthanasia, yeah Don't let them fool you, we ain't different than the youth
I wanna feel you Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait You love the sounds comin' out your speaker I spit rounds like a nine millimeter The youth
my son, it's been about, way more then rhymes Baby on the way, my lady glowing today, at least That's what the midwife said, on the phone Anyway, the music
protect the fam I'm a cock mine I make the streets run red like a stop sign, stop lying Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clak Gun man music never take
blue joint Retard-less, I'mma blow regardless Resume is straight up live, I shank niggas up for larger E's And speak with the youth in the spot, eat
a, coincidence that we ain't taught truth A, coincidence that they target the youth A, coincidence everything is the same That a message in the music
No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous bitch It's the return of the (Bush Killa) back to bust Just us for the justice, in God we trust I rush truth to the youth
Benjamin's A celebration of the loss of your innocence To you old self you've lost any resemblance They say the city make a dark impression The youth
Wasted youth, wasted youth I remember everything I remember every little thing As if it happened only yesterday I was barely seventeen And I once killed
gift of rap to write my feelings down And sorry for cursin sometimes but feelings make me shout 'em out Forgive the people that wanna blame everything on rap music
have you clockin' We only get better and only better we have gotten This type of flow don't even think about stoppin' Beware, the length of the rhyme flow can be shockin' All music
Intro. Hot Wud A Daddy T A.K.A Dutty Foreigner make me mention Bashy Wave Music big man in a wa, big man in a dis (Chorus) Man A Big Man me na take
thang, how long you think we gonna hang? I don't know My style is complex, I got next, indeed we close the show Still kickin' the truth to the young black youth