Lyrics:
of hypocrisy
The philosophy chosen to live by
Has brought you your mortality
A reason to die
No remission of sins committed
When you were fighting the lie
'head and live careless
Five years from now you'll be explaining to your children's what welfare is
I'm anxious to explain to my babies why Daddy famous
I
Down around the corner-
Lives a naughty little girl
Who clicks her tongue, I love the way
She talk
She pay no attention, knows I'm one of
Them
taught me to scrap
Left the bitch on the ground with her eyes on black
Ran away from the house of Teresa and Nate
Into juvenile detention where I
The realism must continue where I live is like a battlefield
We all poor but on my block is like a half a mil
Surrounded by the most criminal type of elements
i'm so live
Lay back and relax we drip in the sky
Surrounded by clouds its nice we so high yea
If she do not like it then she gotta slide
Can't keep
really mattered
I remember wanting to be a rapper
I remember wantin to be a trapper
Never judge a book by its cover
When you could be
Getting sentenced in
help at all,
I've got a string of convictions since juvenile hall.
I stood up in court and they nailed me to the wall.
(And that was all...)
The jury
I never missed chances at juvenile dances, oh, my life was one mad spree
I was often kissed 'neath the mistletoe by small boys excited with tea
If
with the programm imposed since the juvenile.
Shit is so thick, you don't want to deal with it.
Set's got heart to consist like an activist.
Ain't
I continue to live out my dreams
Because my life isn't over until I die
Ironically, sometimes I can't sleep
Because of my dreams
Most of the time
I
I would rather live it like a musical
Because I'm black and rap am I a juvenile?
Trump's in the office take it back to the crucible
Calvin Klein with
Abuela said there'd be a time to choose between
Whether you'll follow is lead
Or live a life of sin that will lead to death
Sunday we'll be
to survive
We live, to win, cause if we lose, than we die
verse 1:
What's the word for the day homeboy
It ain't nothin but this killin shit
Tryin to get this
she probably just sat
I pulled up, and seen some brother with his arm 'round her neck
Now I know it's juvenile, but it hurt like a bitch
But you live
on me
Live of life of fucking devastated trauma
Like the next election after pres. Obama
N**** flex to your crib
Cause we spraying all that shit
You gon
a Channel 8, Fox 4, Fox 5
I'm a bring it to you live live! Ah, in 3-D!
Everything ain't peaches & cream
And what you see ain't always what is seems
See me? I
a Channel 8, Fox 4, Fox 5
I'm a bring it to you live live! Ah, in 3-D!
Everything ain't peaches & cream
And what you see ain't always what is seems
See me? I
milk is not something I sucking outta your breast
Yeah we was moving wild, no lie
But I won't be a juvenile with no child
Just to be scrutinized when I
slap in their Lexus
You amateur cats are juvenile and reckless, move out the way and let the elder come in and bless this
My wardrobe is covered in
something I sucking outta your breast
Yeah we was moving wild, no lie
But I won't be a juvenile with no child
Just to be scrutinized when I
Choose to let you
live life contented, and not out of fear
I have ever been rejected by people I held dear
Constantly teaching myself on how to persevere
I value my mental
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
an upcoming prodigy.
They can hate but they feeling me.
Vicious Juveniles yea it belongs to me.
Always stuck the only place I find myself is by the mirror.
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