I spent the sleepless nights of youth alive with madness with only concern for the truth, I walked this world alone nothing could suffice this hateful
, and out the darkness To relieve the pressure and all the madness So here I come, a young man on the rise Doin' what's right to stay alive In a world
now don't you feel sorry, yeah 'Cause there's no one dead or alive that I'd rather be And I've learned to deal with my mortal existence And the moral
me ready to embody somethin' quickly Can't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me So your apologies are burnin' ya own souls To the kids with
our minds with madness? How can we take it slow when they're pushing us out the door? How can we learn to love when they're telling us we're too young
we gon' make it out of sight so if your ready go party to the daylight comin' alive with me baby don't be shy it's time to come alive yeah have a good
To relieve the pressure and all the madness So here I come, a young man on the rise Doin' what's right to stay alive We're brothers, down with each other
me wrong, wrong, hey now don't you feel sorry, yeah 'Cause there's no one dead or alive that I'd rather be And I've learned to deal with my mortal existence
strong, why are there pieces of love That don't belong? Nations droppin' bombs Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
my manhood, yeah Have fun baggin' the gun the baddest kid on the block Was a Christian son went to the county jail Not once but twice gambling with my life With
a sheep's clothes Some peoples sang, a few begged for change A young girl skipped a long with her hand glued to a candy cane I, however, walked with my
's up with Beanie Mac? (uh) What's up with Peedi Crakk? (uh) That's that street shit, man y'all need to bring it back How are the Young Gunz? What's up
, The rich will retreat to private bunkers with their wealth and possessions. * The injustice of inequality is sanctioned by the church. With its tradition
strong Why are there pieces of love that don't belong Nations droppin' bombs Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones With ongoin' sufferin', as the youth die young
to my sqaudron 'cause I'm like the sergeant Or general but let me keep this minimal I used to hang with kids who like to live trife with a knife Cutting
so stronge, Why are there pieces if love that dont belong? Nations droppin bombs chemical gases fillin lungs of lil ones With ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
six or seven weeks now Haven't got sick once Probably keep us both alive Probably keep us both alive Probably keep us both alive Wooden ships on the
