we got the crack, then we got the gats Then they changed all the laws, it was a set up Lockin' all the young homies up Gettin' 'em all shot dead in the
Heard it first from Reagan youth Dead Kennedys and D.I. too Wanna burn the effigie From DRI to MDC Guess what nostalgia sucks But I miss songs about How
death upon me Let your bloodline feed my youth Bleed your death upon me Bleed your death upon me Bleed your death upon me Let your bloodline feed my youth
Eminem, and I got proof Or you could be Obama, and bring back troops Or you could be Osama, and tear off roofs Or be Corporate America, and reject all youth
the scenes that're painted from life There's pictures of love and of passion And there's pictures of keys and of strife There hung pictures of youth
games, white Gs, fist fights, six fo's, el co's, g rides, and mini bikes might see a couple of zombies late night, off what? off pipe membrane dead right
, Livin' in the city ain't no pity on the itty-bitty. We try to cry, but still they all die, I try to speak to the youth, and the truth is they all high
take shot back Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clak Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that Co coi coi, clack clak clak clak clak Gun man youth
the fucks up with that? They say that one rotten apple can spoil the whole bunch/ but we talkin bout some people not apples this aint lunch. Make me wanna punch a politician dead
down like steel And there was days I had to go to Tex house with a note Statin', "Gloria can I borrow some food ? I'm dead broke" So embarrasin' I couldn
down like steel And there was days, I had to go to Tex house with a note Stating, "Gloria can I borrow some food I'm dead broke" So embarrasin', I couldn
Little No-Man-Survive When he smoke that leaf, shorty believe he can fly He loot and terrorize and shoot between the eyes Who to blame, its a shame, the youth
like feathers from down parka's, We legends in our own times and every rhyme is living proof, We drinkin' forty's from the fountain of youth, And when
, wearing Everlast gloves His opinion can be beat when push becomes a shove Says he doesn't give a monkey about the youth of the day They should all drop dead
go Wake up, roll call, another day gone by Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm still alive Open the dead roll balls Now this dead man walkin' parkin' million
it out Verse one: mc nasal (chubb rock) Don't drink the milk cause it's spoiled form the racists If you look up all the judicial cases You see the niggaz yo, dead
the city, the cops is hot for me The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is dropping There ain't no stopping me, constantly moving while making millions Witnessing killings, leaving dead