Lyrics:
the nights still young
And the hunk ain't done
So we stepped to the van
Attitude's out of it
The next club, The Main Event
We never think about a dress
the glory days
I would run around with my homies
Not looking for trouble
Just something a little subtle
To get us through the desperation
Of living by
through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place
Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves
Trained by
I come from bottom
But feel like I'm chosen
Ever since a little kid
I knew I was golden
Not matter the deck
I am dealt I'm not folding
These boys are
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
No justice, no peace
And if there ain't gon' be no justice, there ain't gon' be no peace
Young people are enraged, and there's an easy way to stop
young nigga
With the voice to say
Am I the only young nigga
With a chance to make
I'm my number one fan
Cuz my friends are dead
They ain't really seem
Another day that I live
Another day that I live
Another day that I live
Walking with the mix vibin' till we see the sunset sunset
Another day that I
written in a fucking song
We are the ones, the ones you're always calling faceless
But we got the guns, the guns that gonna make you face it
Don't even
Drums: Liam Genockey
Bass Guitar: Pete Zorn
Keyboards: Ian Lynn
Woodblocks: Frank Ricotti
Acoustic Guitar: Gerry Rafferty
Clarinets/Strings Arranged By
producing slaps from both sides
I'll make my home in this game we call entertainment
Drop a little EP for a down payment
Growing up I never said that I want
great
But so far all we've heard is talk
Are you gonna play or are you gonna walk?"
With that the Dream Team got real mad
And they blew what little cool
Remember I told you when you started
The guys who last in this business
The guys who fly straight
Lowkey, quiet
Are the guys who want it all
Hands
Right before I snatch this little number from my hottie
Yeah, young dude wit' jewels and barrel lens
Heavy bones on the deuce, flickin' it up in the mix
clout its a shame
You a lame if they don't know your name shit sound the same
Don't get caught up in the mix hoes are filled with dirty tricks
Saying 3
stars
'Fore you could count ours
Money so high
We could purchase sky
Little land, in the clouds
Have a word with God
Up top, oh my
We could learn to fly
the people around us are doing
We just vibin' till the end, we listening to acoustics Ain't nobody gonna judge you by the way that you're moving
Let me get
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
[Intro: Missy Elliot]
We are the VA players
Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs
The underrated
(feat. Missy Elliott)
[Intro: Missy Elliott]
We are the VA players
Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both
(feat. Missy Elliott)
[Intro: Missy Elliott]
We are the VA players
Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
We not playin' out here, it's for real. We livin' out here for life, we tryna to get it
Ain't nobody finna take our life
I keep my young homies out
fuck! Minnesota
What are we at? What are we at, bro?
Twenty minutes, man ha, for real?
For real, bro heh, heh, oh, alright, well
Let's try one that's
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