Lyrics:
dug by the real juvenile thugs
On the Island with them toothbrushes comb'll stab slugs
The roughneck types call oxes, Deuce-Deuces
Don't know what
That's adultery
Juvenile, robbin' Birdman for the poultry/
I'm bangin' like Mannie Fresh old beats on police
Fuck it then/
I pull up in a Coke-colored
There's potential here I can't deny
When I look into your eyes I feel alive
Big, brown and beautiful, mesmerised
Feel elevated when you drop by
This
Dudes talking bout hoes boasting
I was just a Juvenile, moving in Slow Motion
I dropped out of school to be
A dude with mad jewellery
Once I got it, shit
Birdman wit the homie Mannie Fresh
And Juvenile so you clowns don't arrest
Let's do it
[Baby]
Got a Bentley wit the tags with the millionaire cash
White powder, mayo spread get the toast
Dope daddy bring the mink for the snow
Push them T's but I get it by the O's
You been blessed by the sick
went back
To that lil' school I had been sent to
Find some shit I could get in to
Been through more by the time I was eighteen
Then most people go
a care in the world just a walkin' dead, people said,
He wouldn't live past the age ah sixteen
Juvenile delinquent constantly sykin' up to dope fiends,
the way a life
You can't trust friends nor family, they kill you wit they dirty lies
Never got tucked in gunshots they are my lullabies
My momma cry she
inclined to run with the crowd acting wild
Made excuses for it all by being a juvenile
Life through the lens of a soul I'm bearing ya
Witness you can grow
hold one Queen, rather than pimpin'
Rather see ya lovin' ya daughters Than lustin' women
When looking in the mirror I Struggle to truly listen
Admit that
dollar smile
Abandoned by his parents as a youth was acting wild
Juvenile detention type looking for attention like
Only way he knew how to get it was
your face
For a fracture, last time the cops smacked ya
For hittin your moms and pops
You need a shake in your brain, adolescent
I'm a vet, you're
Straight out of Jersey to the Slum Village
I lyrically pillage at a high percentage
And you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the feds
My
to invest in (& weed)
If you got plans pursue em now, don’t hesitate
Learn ya abc’s Accomplish Before you Celebrate …
Cause time doesn’t stand still it
We ain't normal yeah for real
Subject to the-
Subject to the-
Subject to the-
I'm not pygmalion
Hooked by failure
Ruled as a juvenile
Aged
yuh
Ain't no angels in the jungle
Got to let his mama clean him up
I threw a lob but he fumbled
Yeah yeah yeah yuh
Chopstick by the manhood
Somethin ain't right
How I'm feelin
I gotta crush on you
I gotta crush on you
This is so juvenile
That I'm crushin
And I'm blushin
Every time I get
Motherfuckers be all up in a nigga biz
Tryin' to question my shit just like a pop quiz
Nigga' what this is? A'ight?
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya
Motherfuckers be all up in a nigga biz
Tryin' to question my shit just like a pop quiz
Nigga' what this is? A'ight?
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya
today she lost her job
Now what in the fuck is we suppose to do?
We on our last loaf of bread
Got cereal, but no milk, cool-Aid, no sugar, what
to make these crackers richer
But u too blinded by the light to even get the picture
Now I ain't saying if he ain't doing don't get ya paper
But understand
insane
And some juvenile n****
That blow there whole check on chain
Talking bout they gon make a change
N**** you get no respect in my book
On your name
that's us
Just by the way we ROLLING in bottles of Moe we pouring it
Too much money to be made
So much money to be got
When they ask us why we did it
Did
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