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Rd1: Goat Song of 03: Young Gifted & Black vs Can't Stop Wont Stop
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Blue_London
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I'm America's worst nightmare
I'm young, black, and holdin' my nuts like "Geah!"
Y'all was in the pub, havin' a light beer
I was at the club, havin' a fight there
Y'all can go home, husband and wife there
My momma at work tryin' to buy me the right gear
Nine years old, uncle lost his life here
I grew up thinkin' life ain't fair
How can I get a real job, China white right there
Right in front of my sight like, "Here, yeah
There's ya ticket out the ghetto, take flight right here
Sell me you go bye-bye here." Damn
There's a different set of rules we abide by here
You need a gun, niggas might drive by here
Y'all havin' fun, racin' all ya hot-rods there
Downloadin' all our music on ya iPods there
I'm Chuck-D, standin' in the crosshairs here
Y'all straight, chicks got horse hair here
Y'all ain't gotta be in fear of y'all bosses there
You lose your job, your pop rich, y'all don't care
So I don't care, y'all actin' like y'all don't hear
All the screams from the ghetto, all the teens duckin' metal here
So they steam like a kettle here
Tryin' to take they mind to a whole different level here
Yeah, we real close to devil here
Gotta be a better way somebody call a reverend here
Yeah, y'all must really be in heaven there
Somebody tell God that we got a couple questions here
My little cuz never got to see his seventh year
And I'm so used to pain, that I ain't even shed a tear
I'm young, black, and holdin' my nuts like "Geah!"
Y'all was in the pub, havin' a light beer
I was at the club, havin' a fight there
Y'all can go home, husband and wife there
My momma at work tryin' to buy me the right gear
Nine years old, uncle lost his life here
I grew up thinkin' life ain't fair
How can I get a real job, China white right there
Right in front of my sight like, "Here, yeah
There's ya ticket out the ghetto, take flight right here
Sell me you go bye-bye here." Damn
There's a different set of rules we abide by here
You need a gun, niggas might drive by here
Y'all havin' fun, racin' all ya hot-rods there
Downloadin' all our music on ya iPods there
I'm Chuck-D, standin' in the crosshairs here
Y'all straight, chicks got horse hair here
Y'all ain't gotta be in fear of y'all bosses there
You lose your job, your pop rich, y'all don't care
So I don't care, y'all actin' like y'all don't hear
All the screams from the ghetto, all the teens duckin' metal here
So they steam like a kettle here
Tryin' to take they mind to a whole different level here
Yeah, we real close to devil here
Gotta be a better way somebody call a reverend here
Yeah, y'all must really be in heaven there
Somebody tell God that we got a couple questions here
My little cuz never got to see his seventh year
And I'm so used to pain, that I ain't even shed a tear
Jay got this...
Wasnt one of the 'Young Gunz' verses stolen or used by someone else??? Or vice versa...
Wasnt one of the 'Young Gunz' verses stolen or used by someone else??? Or vice versa...
Blue_London
OG
Everyone got broken ears they're not seeing the greatness here
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