Lyrics:
the reaper to arrive?
Or just to die by the hand of love?
Love for youth, love for youth
So, die young and stay pretty
Leave only the best behind
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought
Hahaha, yeah mell
Slam dunkin' P's like I'm Zion, huh
Might cop the Porsche, new Cayenne (Skrrt)
Gotta keep that fire, don't wanna die young
Huh
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power, but we
writing rhymes
Til they capture this
And if we die let the world understand why
Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry
They seeing us inside
writing rhymes
Til they capture this
And if we die let the world understand why
Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry
They seeing us inside
to rock 'n' roll
But he's too young to die
Yes, he's too old to rock 'n' roll
But he's too young to die
He once owned a Harley Davidson
And a triumph
Does that mean I'm gonna die young?
Does that mean I'm gonna die young?
I can't imagine getting older
Does that mean I'm gonna die young?
Does that
know
If you hear me let me know
Tonight we all die young
Tonight we all die young
Tonight we all die young
Tonight we all die young
Tonight we
Let's make the most of the night
Like we're gonna die young
Every day I'm shufflin
Letting the days go by
Let the water hold me down
Letting the days go
This is where the young folks are born
And the old people die
We're just tryin to get by
Tell em meet me at the crossroads
If your the good
up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts
I do what I want
You do what you can
Pull up to my lawn
You better have a plan
Live forever young
Die get born again
Live forever young
Die get born
Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga
Roll up, maybe three or four
Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga
Post up right there by the store
I met these people on a Late night
I met these people on a Late Night
Told me to live fast, never die Young
Live fast, never die young
Huh
I met
young
Why am I so sad, when I'm so happy
If it's so heavy Sitting outside, by you watching
As the world dies, as the world dies
I just wanna die young
Now
us
Black man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up
Mama she was sour, sippin' on the Absolut
Young niggas brainwashed, they just wanna rap
A son will gladly die for his father
And a father for his son
Voortrekker Boys
Were never too young to ride
And always wanted to be by their fathers'
Live your life up I don't wanna die young
Left my heart broken ouuu I feel the pain numb
Lucid voices in my head got me fucked up
Hard liquor, lost
blessings hope my angels multiply
Tell me why the good die young, why
Why the good die young, why
Tell me why the good die young, why
Why the good die young
Only The Good Die Young
Written By Billy Joel
Come out Virginia, don't let 'em wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
Aw but sooner
Too old to love, too young to die
Too bad to care, too nice to fight
So back then, swore to god
Not to do it again
Before you even can count to ten
I
it by myself
Didn't need nobody else
Getting money til the death
Young nigga getting money
Yea Im on my grind and
Young nigga getting money
You see me
hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
I'ma go post bail,
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