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Young and wild so I’m out living foolishly 
When I die bury me without a eulogy 
You can be what you want just start doing things 
Almost

fades
X turn boping, he know how this young do
I walk upon a pussy nigga with the gun drawn
You know what it is when we come trough
Bowl up shit,

a hazard, so let’s taste the void.
I saw it all, from heartbreaking delight to crippling pain.
That’s why we left it all behind, you, me and the violence.

It's in that book I read
Written by lots of men who are all dead

And I know what's right and wrong
And I know why they die young

And it's harder but

Intro:

There’s a long road ahead of me man
Gotta keep my head up and keep grinding till I make it

So let’s go!


V1

Ever since I was young kid

why am I talkin' on like this?
My kid ain't even born, yet
I can see him when he's seventeen or so
And startin' to go with a girl
I can give him

Hillwood Hustlaz II

S.P.M.

Screwston: The Day Houston Died

make me none
Slip through the hood, dope I could
Deliver my life the best I could
Robin Hood, youngest crook
Here they come now watch y'all look
Go by

up, fuckin' my bitch and she tap out
Last nigga got packed, tryna act out
Wanted money, so I took the fast route
Nigga cap in they rap and what's

that's why I made it rhymin.

Cuz that's just what it is
It' ain't much shit but look at what I did
I aint know how to do it I was kid
I Gotta get it how I

connoisseur
Bust it open and I smell flavor
He spend it when he get it
I can tell he never felt paper

My young niggas out they top
They be out here wild
I be

die, no chance we'll try to survive
Anyway you're way too young, displayed by your actions
You always ignore me when I'm right
Communication's number

I love god, but going to church really ain’t it 
Paster told me I was go die, by 26 
Thats why at 25, I was really with ASAD
Selling bricks

Lonely

Nana

Too Much Heaven

1997

Knock on my door whom you lookin' for
A dream or reality enemies at my door
Eyes I realize it's fantasize I must be high
So let me live before I die

Stack Your Grip

Doja Click

Speed Kills

ones in that ass, empty the whole clip
Made by a snitch , that's why them suckas fall so quick
And if you ain't down for your scratch you must be

they envy me
They whip it up
Whip it up
Stack it up
Zip it up
Young nigga get that work
My nigga'll pop you and he'll do it sober
I ain't got to give him

The peoples souls are dirty, unworthy
Your words of salvation are murder capital
Clappin' you on random occasions
In the hood the good die
Young cause death is

on our minds tonight
Deshea

You were always so bright
It just wasn't right
You deserve the rest of your days
Why do the good die young?
You were

Had to Be Loc'd

South Central Cartel

N Gatz We Truss

1994

wake ya drop it 
SCC's in the house to the ho's you
better hide that ass cause these niggas want to do you uhh
i guess it's time for a drive-by
you want

still on that bus then I'm getting some head
I be stacking my bread I can't go out like Neiman
I be trapped in my head so I ain't really speaking
If she

clean you up leave you disease lil nigga
Put you on ice mr freeze lil nigga
Its that ride or die
Caught him by surprise
Milli in my eyes
Knock him off his

out 
Never making a sound 
Just a face in the background 
Why do I tell myself that I don't deserve this hell 
When it was made for no one else?

Hard

Born alone, die alone, that's what I live by
My family thinks I'm too young to have that type of mentality
Told me I should be social and make

change it
And I'm a savage, yeah
I hop on this beat and do damage
Face shots, so you need a new dentist

Shoutout my Mexican killers
If you miss that

linen plasters
Young ones watch loved ones die
Some shit we never asked for
Sat in the ambulance, revel in the ambience
Whilst they blame the Orient