Young Americans - Lyrics - The Cure

Title: Young Americans
Artist: The Cure
Composer(s): David Jones

Lyric:
They pulled in just behind the fridge
He lays her down, he frowns
Gee my life's a funny thing
Am I still too young?

He kissed her then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything

All night
She wants the young American
Young American, young American
She wants the young American

All right
She wants the young American

Scanning life through the picture window she
Finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she can take anything

But the freak and his type, all for nothing
He misses a step and cuts his hand
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries, "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?"

All night
She wants the young American
Young American, young American
She wants the young American

All right
She wants the young American

All the way from Washington
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
Live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?

All night
He wants the young American
Young American, young American
He wants the young American

All right
He wants the young American

Do you remember, President Clinton?
Do you remember, Bill you have to pay?
Or even yesterday

Bein' the un-American
Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout
Leather, leather everywhere and
Not a myth left from the ghetto

Well, well, well, would you carry a razor?
In a case just in case of depression
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
Blushing at all the Afro-Sheilas

Ain't that close to love?
Ain't that poster love?
Well it ain't that Barbie doll
Her heart's been broken just like you

All night
You want the young American
Young American, young American
You want the young American

All right
You want the young American

You're not a pimp and you're not a hustler
The pimp's got a Cadillac, the lady got a Chrysler
Black's got respect and white's got his soul train
Mama's got cramps and look at your hands ache

[incomprehensible]

I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man who can say no more?
Ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?
Ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?

Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
Ain't there one damn song
That can make me break down and cry?
Break down and cry?

All night
I want the young American
Young American, young American
I want the young American

All right
I want the young American
Young American, young American
I want the young American

All night
Young American, young American
I want the young American

All right
Young American, young American, young American
I want the young American

I want the young American
I want the young American
I want the young American
I want the young American

Young American, young American
I want the young American
Young American, young American
I want the young American
Young American, young American
I want the young American

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Hey Young Girl - Lyrics - Southside - Lloyd

Title: Hey Young Girl
Album: Southside
Artist: Lloyd
Composer(s): Ricky M L Walters, Corron Ty Kee Cole, Lloyd Polite

Lyric:
Hey young girl, how you feelin' today?
Girl yo body just brighten my day up
See you have now been approached by a playa
But baby I wont play ya, let's have a conversation

Like, Iz you in school baby, what is your major?
Shawty give me yo number cuz I'm dyin' to date ya
Ain't got a lot of time so I ain't tryin' to chase ya
Just store it in the memory of my 3 way pager

Adrenaline rush like who
Can't explain what I wanna do to ya
I need some vegetable stew
Cuz Shawty got me feelin' weak

Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl, young girl, young girl
Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl, young girl, young girl

Now rollin' wit me, believe these girls gonna hate ya
See they just jealous cuz they know I'm a lace cha
Wit cosy clothes made sweet as Mary Kay
Made of oly straight from Montego Bay

Girl your hips make me wanna change religions
Just as long as you ain't no pigeon
Shawty we could be country livin'
Funktified let's keep it deep fried like dat

Adrenaline rush like who
Can't explain what I wanna do to ya
I need some vegetable stew
Cuz Shawty got me feelin' weak

Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl young girl, young girl
Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl, young girl, young girl

I know you ain't use to a country boy like me
But what you said would not replace Shawty you will see
There's no place in the world that's quite like the dirty south
So give me your information so we can work it out

Dirty south, work it out

Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl, young girl, young girl
Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl, young girl, young girl

Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl, young girl, young girl
Hey young girl, hey young girl
Young girl, young girl, young girl

See Shawty got flavor like a peach lifesaver
Won't you come down to the studio later?
Kyle can rhyme keep the beat tight
We can chill underneath the street light

She's from the south so she's fine and classy
Skin is smooth and she's never ashy
Roll her dro, gotcha fresh and clean
And In the Coupe DeVille gangsta leanin'

Hey young girl

That's how them country boys roll

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Young Love - Lyrics - Chris Brown - Chris Brown

Title: Young Love
Album: Chris Brown
Artist: Chris Brown
Composer(s): Vinny Barrett, Patrick Michael Smith, Damon E Thomas, Antonio Dixon, Keri Hilson, Harvey Mason Jr, Bobby Eli, J Qu

Lyric:
Young love
A teenage love
Young love, yeah
A teenage love

Young love, young love everything I need
I got my young love
A teenage love
Young love
Young love, girl
A teenage love

Tell me what's the definition of love
Seems like everybody thinks they done figured it out but
Every time they fall up in it
They fall out, in and out it again

Tell me how they gonna know about us
Tellin' me and you that we ain't even been around long enough
We can prove 'em wrong, show 'em how it's done
I know we can do it because

If it's wild and out, we got that
And forgiving, we got that
If it's talkin' 'bout how we feelin', we got that
And just hanging out, keeping it real then we got that
Me and you know what the deal is but

Since we ain't 21, they be tryna say it ain't love
'Cause we can't hit the clubs, they be tryna say we're too young
I ain't sayin' that we're tryna be grown
I'm just sayin' that we're old enough to know
We got that young love, young love
We lucky 'cause we got that young love

It's crazy how all our friends say
That we gone they still tryna figure us out, babe
'Cause we always together
And we don't gotta front, we ain't gotta pretend, girl

And you know a couple of them gon' hate, yeah
Talk behind your back and smile up in ya face
Oh girl, we can prove 'em wrong and show 'em how it's done
And girl I know that we can do it just because

If we're wild and out, we got that
Forgiving, we got that
Talkin' 'bout how we feelin', we got that
If it's hanging out, keeping it real then we got that
Me and you will know what the deal is but

Since we ain't 21, they be tryna say it ain't love
'Cause we can't hit the clubs, they be tryna say we're too young
I ain't sayin' that we're tryna be grown
I'm just saying that we're old enough to know
We got that young love, young love, a teenage love

We can hit a show, kick it on the block
Everywhere we go, you know that we got that
Young love, young love, young love, a teenage love

'Cause talking on the phone or laying at the spot
No matter what we do, you know they can't stop that
Young love, young love, young love, a teenage love

Since we ain't 21, they be tryna say it ain't love
'Cause we can't hit the clubs, they be tryna say we're too young
I ain't sayin' that we're tryna be grown
I'm just saying that we're old enough to know
We got that young love, young love

Young love, young love
Everything I need I got in my young love
Well, it's my young love, young love
Everything I want I got in my young love

Young love, young love
Everything I need I got in my young love
Well, it's my young love, young love
Everything I want I got in my young love

Young love, young love
Everything I need I got in my young love

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Young Nation - Lyrics - Aaliyah

Title: Young Nation
Artist: Aaliyah
Composer(s): Robert Kelly

Lyric:
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth
(Ooo, yea)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(It's the young nation)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth

As I'm strollin' down the park
With really nothin' on my mind
Laid back and I'm just
Thinkin' of old times
Pumpin' our Isley Brothers tape
When I'm waxin'
Peepin' through my chapeau
Checkin' out my waxin'

Hey!
I gotta say today's a good day
For me the lover on the way
Ho!
Time to hit the six four
(Ahh ahh)
And pump the bass
And I'm just a little known
Aaliyah's in the house so I think
You'd better check my flow

Hello! Hello!
I'm the young nation
And young nation is me
So here we go
From the one the two
And to the three

Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(This is the young nation)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth
(Ooo, yea)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth

I check my cellular
Because my beepers beepin'
Booty calls are creepin'
Fellas on the corner beepin' me
(Wassup, wassup)
Don't set it off

And so I pick up my girls
And hit the streets just because
Jazz array hey, it's Saturday and
The sun is blazin', and so I'm lazin'
And if you are a YNP
And you're rollin' with the PGP
Congratulations

I know I got the skills to make you trip
R Kelly's flippin' tracks
So grab a hold and don't you sit
The nigga diggin' nation
That's a sooner gets my grip
So raise your hands if you're sure
Are you a young nation?

Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(This is the young nation)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth
(Smooth)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(Please take me young nation)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth

Well, six o' clock, girls are round
And now I'm steppin'
Stop to get some dressin'
To the mall I'm flexin'
You know to get them funky croaka sacks
Tonight I'm hittin' the town
Ain't holding nothing back

Hey!
Well alright tonight is the night
Well I'm in the mood for celebration
Or even some jazzy conversation

Hey!
It's okay here I come so anyway
I'm the young nation
And young nation is me
So here we go
From the one the two
And to the three

Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(In to the young nation)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth
(Smooth)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(Young nation)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)

Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth with a jazz attitude
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Young nation under a groove
Keepin' it smooth

Hey! it's a great day
The lover on the way
Young nation

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Hey Young World Part 2 - Lyrics - The ID - Macy Gray

Title: Hey Young World Part 2
Album: The ID
Artist: Macy Gray
Composer(s): Lamont Dorrell, Dante Beze, Natalie Hinds, Charles Singleton, Eddie Snyder, Ricky M. L Walters

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Lyric:
Hey young world
Check one two, check one two
Hey young world
Check one two, check one two
Hey young world, young world
Hey young world, young world

This track here may cause concern for all ring leaders
Why don't you listen and learn?
Love, peace, happiness, once was strong
But due to society, even that's turned wrong

Why?
Don't be a dumb dummy and disrespect mommy
And why?
She put you on earth and loved you since birth, and you

Hey young world
The world is yours
Hey young world
The world is yours
Young world, young world
Young world, young world

Reward is a brainwashed kid gone wild
Young little girls already have a child
Bad company and now you've been framed
Parents are hurting so hurted and ashamed

Why?
Hey lil' kids don't follow these dopes
Why?
Don't be a fool like those who ditch school, it's yours

Hey young world
The world is yours
Hey young world
The world is yours
Young world, young world
Young world, young world

Get ahead and accomplish things
You'll see the wonder and that joy life brings
Don't admire thieves, they don't admire you
Their times are limited and hardrocks too

Listen be strong and scream, "Woopie doo"
Go for yours, 'cause dreams come true
You'll make your mommy so proud of you too
And this is a message that the Ruler Rick threw

Elders see our wise ones grow
Interest in what their kid learned 'bout
Seen how the offspring turns out
Knowing you can now safeguard self
Put upon an exciting path
You'll see immense pride they'll have

Hey young world
The world is yours
Hey young world
The world is yours
Young world, young world
Young world, young world

Don't discipline rule soundly
Kids that we have lose boundaries
Grow into what's called curse race lack independence
Worst case imprisonment death near for
Not what we brought kids here for
Morals and values of sorts should be the first thing installed

Believe it or not, God still shines on you
He guides you and he watched you as you grew
Stay out of trouble, when it comes insight
'Cause a man never loses a fight in God's sight

Hey young world
Hey young world
Young world, young world
Young world, young world
...

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Too Young - Lyrics - Ice On Fire - Elton John

Title: Too Young
Album: Ice On Fire
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Your mother's eyes
Look straight through me
Whenever we meet
Your father swears
It'll never be
As long as he breathes

And how many times
(Ooo)
Have they told you
That you're too young?
How, how I ached to hold you?
(Ooo)
But you're too young
(Aaa)

If we don't buy
What's right or wrong?
Then we are sinners
We were never two
To tag along
But we were always winners

And how many people
(Ooo)
Have told you
That you're too young?
And how many jealous hands
(How many?)
Would love to hold you
(Ooo)
'Cause you're too young?
(Aaa)

Well you're too young to love me
And I'm too old for you
At least that's what they tell us
It's in their book of rules
That you're too young
Too young baby you're too young
We could try it for a while
Mm but they'd get us in the long run
They say that you're too young
Baby you're too young

Baby
Your mother's eyes
Look straight through me
Whenever we meet
Ohh, whenever we meet
Your father swears
(Oo oo, oo oo)
Mm mm it'll never be, never be
As long as he breathes
(Oo oo, oo oo oo ooo)

And how many times
(How many times?)
Oh have they told you
That you're too young?
(Young)
How, how I've ached to hold you?
(Aaa)
But you're too young
(Aaa)

But you're too young to hold me
And I'm too old for you
At least that's what they tell us
You know it's in their book of rules
That you're too young
Too young baby you're too young
Oh we could try it for a while
But they'd get us in the end
They say that you're too young
Baby you're too young

Oh that would get us in the end
They say that you're too young
Baby you're too young
Baby, baby oh you're too young
They say that you're too young
Baby you're too young
Baby, baby oh you're too young
They say that you're too young
Baby you're too young
Baby, baby oh you're too young
They say that you're too young
Baby you're too young

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Still Be There - Lyrics - Lil' Romeo

Title: Still Be There
Artist: Lil' Romeo
Composer(s): Cornell Perkins, Teena Marie Brockert, Rene Ezell, Lil' Romeo Percy Miller

Lyric:
I ain't tripin' girl age ain't nuttin'
I ain't tripin' girl age ain't nuttin'

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

I remember way back in them kindergarten classes
Snack time the way yo smile used to shine
How we used to line up in them single fine lines
Walkin' out to recess takin' all them deep breaths

Watchin' me develop all my basketball skills
Dribblin' from the the start and you took my heart
I couldn't wait till the next day, to see yo face
All over again, yo love I'm still tryna to win come on

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

A few years passed but still the same feelings
I got more popular still the same feelings
I had and I don't know if they will change
And all my friends tellin' me to concentrate on yo game

Keep ya grades good MBA's in ya fortune
But you so pretty can a soldier break to lose ya
And I won't really call it puppy love I'm havin'
It's more like a crush so we gon' can keep it on the hush, okay

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

In the 7th grade now and I'm stunnin' like a superstar
Referee takin' all startin' point gourd and it's funny
'Cause I still feel the same way
You've start notice how I'm lookin' yo way

But through it all still shy
And I'ma put it in a letter 'cause
I think that's the best way to tell ya
That we can still grow together

And we could weather the storm is strong
And deal with whatever

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there
Young girl, why you wanna grow older?
Young or old baby, I'ma still be there

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Too Young To Fall In Love [Remix] - Lyrics - Red, White, & Crue - Motley Crue

Title: Too Young To Fall In Love [Remix]
Album: Red, White, & Crue
Artist: Motley Crue
Composer(s): Nikki Sixx

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Lyric:
You say our love is like dynamite
Open your eyes, it's like fire and ice
Well you're killing me, your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set me free?

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Run for the hills we're both sinners and saints
Not a woman, but a whore, I can taste the hate
Well now I'm killing you, watch your face turning blue
Not yet a man just a punk in the street

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

You say our love is like dynamite
It's no surprise you got one-way eyes
Well you're killing me, your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set me free?

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

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Too Young To Fall In Love - Lyrics - Motley Crue

Title: Too Young To Fall In Love
Artist: Motley Crue
Composer(s): Nikki Sixx

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Lyric:
You say our love is like dynamite
Open your eyes, it's like fire and ice
Well you're killing me, your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set me free?

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Run for the hills we're both sinners and saints
Not a woman, but a whore, I can taste the hate
Well now I'm killing you, watch your face turning blue
Not yet a man just a punk in the street

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

You say our love is like dynamite
It's no surprise you got one-way eyes
Well you're killing me, your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set me free?

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

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Go West Young Man - Lyrics - Michael W. Smith

Title: Go West Young Man
Artist: Michael W. Smith
Composer(s): Michael W Smith, Wayne Kirkpatrick

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Lyric:
I'm blazing a trail that leads to vice
So easily enticed
By darker means
When out of the wilderness of choice
I hear that one still voice
Call to me

Go west young man
Go west young man
When the evil go east
Go west young man
Go west young man
Find a heart that's golden

Why must I wander like a cloud
Following the crowd
Well I don't know
But I'm asking for the will to fight
To wear the crown of life
And you say go

Go west young man
Go west young man
When the evil go east
Go west young man
Go west young man
Find a heart that's golden

Go west young man
Go west young man
When the evil go east
Go west young man
Go west young man
Find a heart that's golden

Go west young man
Go west young man
Go west young man
Go west young man

The mind is weak the heart is frail
When it goes beyond the pale
So unwise, yeah

Go west young man
Go west young man
When the evil go east
Go west young man
Go west young man
Find a heart that's golden

Go west young man
Go west young man
When the evil go east
Go west young man
Go west young man
Find a heart that's golden

Go west young man
Go west young man
When the evil go east
Go west young man
Go west young man

Go west young man

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Too Fast For Love - Lyrics - Red, White, & Crue - Motley Crue

Title: Too Fast For Love
Album: Red, White, & Crue
Artist: Motley Crue
Composer(s): Nikki Sixx

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Lyric:
You say our love is like dynamite
Open your eyes, it's like fire and ice
Well you're killing me, your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set me free?

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Run for the hills we're both sinners and saints
Not a woman, but a whore, I can taste the hate
Well now I'm killing you, watch your face turning blue
Not yet a man just a punk in the street

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

You say our love is like dynamite
It's no surprise you got one-way eyes
Well you're killing me, your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set me free?

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love

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Young Niggaz - Lyrics - Me Against The World - 2pac

Title: Young Niggaz
Album: Me Against The World
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tomi Jenkins, Nathan Leftenant, Le Morrious Damon Tyler, Moe Z Tupac Shakur, Larry Blackmon, Charlie Singleton

Lyric:
I wanna dedicate this one to Robert Yummy Sanderford
And all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas

As a young nigga, I'm almost swellin' in the wind
Give anythang to be that innocent again when I was ten
I didn't bang but I was hangin' with the homies
Tell them niggaz started slangin' that they don't know me

I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately I've been tryin' to make a billion
Can you play me with that jealousy they need to miss me
Don't sweat me if them cowards really want me, come get me

And even I someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
Put down the top, now we flossin'
Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
Workin' with a twenty sack of indo, feelin' good

Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs
Know it's bad but all we had was our hopes and dreams
Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends

He's the kind of G like everybody knows
(As a young nigga)
He's always G'd up, from head to toe
(My memories as a young nigga)

Always got it blown like Al Capone
(Young nigga)
He's the downest G I've ever known

Back in Junior High when we was barely gettin' by
When daddy died tat's when my momma started gettin' high
My neighborhood was full of drivebys
Couldn't survive all our homies livin' short lives

I couldn't cry, told my momma if I did die
Just put a blunt in my casket let me get my dead homies high
Come follow me throughout my history
It's just me against the world stuck in misery

As a young nigga my only thing was to be paid
Life full of riches avoid snitched, 'cause they shady
Back in the days we always found the time to play
But that's before they taught them gang bangers how to spray

Not just L.A. but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis
Every stadium that I go, when will they change
Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga
Remember how it was to be a young nigga

He's the kind of G like everybody knows
(As a young nigga)
He's always G'd up from head to toe
(My memories as a young nigga)

Always got it blown like Al Capone
(Young nigga)
He's the downest G I've ever known

I'm tellin' you to be young, have your brains
And have every [Incomprehensible] and all that
Yo, y'all niggaz don't know how good you really do got it

Muh'fuckers need to just calm down
And peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the life
'Fore you end your life before you begin your life
You dumb nigga

Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein' somethin'
Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin' nuttin'
Tryin' to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real
And I will even if it kills me

My young niggaz break away from these dumb niggaz
Put down the guns and have some fun nigga
The rest'll come nigga, fame is a fast thang
That gang bangin' puttin' niggaz in a casket

Murdered for hangin' at the wrong place at the wrong time
No longer livin', 'cause he threw up the wrong sign
And every day I watch the murder rate increases
And even worse the epidemic and diseases

What is the future? The projects lookin' hopeless
Where more and more brothers givin' up and don't care
Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed
And I proceed to blow the track up for young niggaz

He's the kind of G like everybody knows
(For these young niggaz)
He's always G'd up from head to toe
(My memories as a young nigga)

He always got it blown like Al Capone
(Take it slow nigga, it's for the young niggaz)
He's the downest G I've ever known
(As a young nigga)

This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots
Little bad motherfuckers from the block
Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen
Drivin' Cadillacs, Benzes and shit

Young motherfuckin' hustlers, stay strong nigga
You could be a fuckin' accountant not a dope dealer
You know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck around and you pimpin' out here you could be a lawyer

Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight
Really doe, young niggaz, Little Rah Rah
Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy
Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz

Young niggaz, young nigga, young nigga
Young niggaz, young nigga, young nigga
Young niggaz, young nigga, young nigga
...

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So Young - Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Title: So Young
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Tony Faehse, Joe Camilleri, Jeffrey Burstin

Lyric:
Do
Do do do do do

So young, we've discovered, got them so confused
Don't mind putting the time in, it's shocking
That's what they all say now when we're walking hand in hand
As one, you and I

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, you said it's timed out
We've got them hangin' on a string
There's no time for compromises, we got that good old thing

So young, so young
So young, so young
So young, so young
So young, so young

It's wrong to run for cover, we've got them in a spin
You don't mind sticking the sticker in, it's too late
That's what they all say now when we're walking hand in hand
As one, you and I

So young, so young
So young, so young
So young, so young
So young, so young

Do do do do do
Do do do

So young, so young
So young, so young
So young, so young
So young, so young

Again
So young, so young

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Too Young - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: Too Young
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
Feel my little heart
It's broken just tonight
Every little teardrop
Baby, you hide

Understand the game
Queen of broken hearts
Oh, you win and lose
Now I tear apart

Oh, yeah, it's ecstasy next to me
Oh, baby, it's fantasy just with me
Come and hold my hand
Understand the name of the game

Too young, too young to get steady
Too young to fall in love
Too young, too young to get ready
Too young for that stuff

How can I be sure?
Oh, my lonely heart
Some [Incomprehensible]
Some words break apart

Time is on my side
Make it on your own
There must be a way
Feeling good alone

Oh, it's ecstasy next to me
Oh babe, it's fantasy just with me
Come and hold my hand
Understand the name of the game

Too young, too young to get steady
Too young to fall in love
Too young, too young to get ready
Too young for that stuff
Too young, too young to get ready
Too young to fall in love

Threat me like a child, babe
If my love could shine
Cry for me, my baby
I almost lost my mind

Come and feel my heart, babe
Next babe to your heart
Come on, come on, baby
Try a start

Too young, too young to get steady
Too young to fall in love
Too young, too young to get ready
Too young for that stuff

Too young, too young to get steady
Too young to fall in love
Too young, too young to get ready
Too young for that

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The Way Young Lovers Do - Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Jeff Buckley

Title: The Way Young Lovers Do
Album: Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities
Artist: Jeff Buckley
Composer(s): Van Morrison

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Lyric:
We strolled through fields, all wet with rain
And back along the lane again
There, in the sunshine, in the sweet summertime
Oh, the way that young lovers do

I kissed you on the lips once more
We said goodbye at your front door
There, in the nighttime, Lord, that's the right time
Oh, to feel the way that young lovers do

And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And that you were for me, oh, oh

And then we long to dance the night away
Turn into each other, sayin', 'I love you, baby, I love you'
Oh, the way that young lovers do
Lovers do

The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers, way young lovers
Way young lovers, way, way, way, way, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way, way

And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And that you were for me, oh, baby, baby

And then we long to dance the night away
Turn into each other, sayin', 'I love you, baby, I love you'
[Incomprehensible]

I held her with her looking down
And I kissed her, with the snow falling down
In the street light, it was a sweet light
And the way that young, young, young, young
Oh, the way that young, young, young, young, young lovers
Oh, the way that young, that young lovers, that young lovers do

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Young Americans - Lyrics - The Best Of Bowie - David Bowie

Title: Young Americans
Album: The Best Of Bowie
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Jones

Lyric:
They pulled in just behind the bridge
He lays her down
He frowns, gee my life's a funny thing
Am I still too young?

He kissed her then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but

All night
Young American, young American
She wants the young American
All night

Scanning life through the picture windows
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she'll take anything

But the freak and his type, all for nothing
He misses a step and cuts his hand, but
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries, "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?"

All night
Young American, young American
She wants the young American
All night

All the way from Washington
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
"We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?"

All night
Young American, young American
He wants the young American
All right

Do you remember your President Nixon?
Do you remember the bills you have to pay
Or even yesterday?

Have you been a hung American?
Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout
Leather, leather everywhere, and
Not a myth, left from the ghetto

Well, well, well, would you carry a razor?
In case, just in case of depression
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
Blushing at all the Afro-Sheeners

Ain't that close to love?
Well, ain't that poster love?
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll?
Her heart's been broken just like you have

All night
Young American, young American
He wants the young American
All right

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady?s got a Chrysler
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands shake

I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man you can say no more?
And, ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?

And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?

Ain't there one damn song that can make me
Break down and cry?

All night
Young American, young American
I want the young American

All night
Young American, young American
I want the young American

All night
Young American, young American
I want the young American

All night
Young American, young American
I want the young American

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Cruel Young Lover - Lyrics - Human League

Title: Cruel Young Lover
Artist: Human League
Composer(s): Philip Oakey, Paul Beckett, Russell Dennett

Lyric:
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Just because you can
You treat me like a fool
But just because you can
Don't make it right

Can it be so hard
To be a little kind?
And you could be here
With me tonight

I've got feelings
(Don't be unkind)
Feelings
(Don't be unkind)
Feelings, stay with me tonight

You've been stealing
(That's so unkind)
Stealing
(A heart, a mind)
Stealing, stay with me tonight

Cruel, young lover, blow your mind out
Time will come when you will find out
Time will take your cruel power away

Cruel, young lover, try to stand out
Will it always pay to bland out?
Time will take your cruel power away

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Once again you're gone
Somewhere in the night
Disappearing, leaving me alone

The lure of city streets
The pull of unknown souls
The overpowering draw of the unknown

You've been stealing
(That's so unkind)
Stealing
(A heart, a mind)
I'm appealing, stay with me tonight

Cruel, young lover, hit the action
Can you live on your attraction?
Time may take your cruel power away

Cruel, young lover, try to stand out
Will it always pay to bland out?
Time will take your cruel power away
Cruel, young lover, ah, ah, ah

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Cruel, young lover
Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Cruel, young lover
Cruel, young lover

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
Cruel, young lover

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?
(Cruel, young lover)
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

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Young Nigga - Lyrics - Spice 1

Title: Young Nigga
Artist: Spice 1
Composer(s): Robert L Greene, Bernard Worrell, William Earl Collins, George Jr Clinton, Mark Ogleton, Shon Adams

Lyric:
Y'all ready to do this shit? Bust

When I was young, I had the lust to pull the trigger
And make change out a five dollar ass, nigga
And as time went on, I gained much love
But seein' niggas', guts bust at a nightclub

Too young to get my ass in but they didn't trip
'Cause if I didn't get in, they knew I'd start shit
So I was treated like the muthafuckin' Pope
Security see me, so they scope

And follow me around like a flock of hoes
I had a squab with a bitch with a big ass nose
I started to knock the bitch out but before I could
I'm stopped short by a redneck peckerwood

But he was slow, with the other hand slapped the hoe
Then security rushed us out the backdo'
So when I grabbed the nine, they thought I'd go nuts
I'd roll by and bust caps at the grownup's

Young nigga, got bold and got the liquor
As a young, yeah

He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you

He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you

Well, what do you know, it's summer time
And every young nigga my age, is on the grind
Workin' for the city
A drugstore on every goddamn corner and niggas actin' shitty

About who sell, where and whose dope is it
So, some niggas around the block, they paid us a visit
But we ain't comin' off shit but a drive by
I guess they wanna expand to go city wide

So we hung muthafuckas by the barbed wire
Whoever was a snitch or bitch or liar
And five O is gettin' kinda dense
'Cause the wire was missin' from a county jail fence

Breakin' off boulders
And the niggas from around the block, they said they told us
Not to short stop, so my nigga got popped
I looked down and I'm shocked

To see him layin' dead by the bushes
As a young nigga

He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you

He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you

Shit is gettin' hectic, my mission had to flow smooth
We hit the corner in a sixty-five old school
Bustin' at niggas twice my age
Muthafuckas catchin' heat from my guage

They tried to shoot back but it ain't like that
'Cause I'm the nigga with the biggest gat
Hoes get fucked and eat the bullet
'Cause the trigger that got my nigga, one of them had to pull it

My nigga with the nine said, "Forget it"
But I seen a nigga point his finger and say, "He did it"
I loaded up the clip and shot him in the dick
And kept on bustin' till his leg kicked

Now we Audi 5000, gee
The glasspacks on the sixty-five, got noisy
We had to smash
'Cause five O was right behind our ass

We had to get away, we dumped the A.K.
And the guage in the bushes on the way
The cops kept bustin', niggas kept cussin'
About which way to go fussin'

We hit the corner and they bust
At some niggas lookin' just like us
We knew it was about that time
Hopped out my homeboy's shit and into mine

We got away because they couldn't figure
Which one of the boys was that young nigga

He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you

He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you

He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
He said, "Young ass, nigga"
You dumb nigga, you
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P. Y. T. - Lyrics - The Understanding - Memphis Bleek

Title: P. Y. T.
Album: The Understanding
Artist: Memphis Bleek
Composer(s): Malik Cox, Robert Kirkland, Amil Whitehead, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
Yeah, motherfuckers
That's what y'all want right
That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta
Check it out now yo, yo

All I need, bomb ass freak nigga
Hold me down nigga, hold my heat shit
Stash a brick, blast the clip
Gangsta shit, yo

I need me a straight down girl, get down girl
One to hold me down, one I could count on
I'll even teach her how to load the glocks
Sophisticated school girl be on my block

Rocking bracelets, anklets the basics
Petite nice body, skin and face sick
One I could shop with go uptown and cop with
She not a thug girl but my down chick

She know how to roll the weed but don't smoke
She know how to cook the coke and bag dope
Screen my calls flip on me when I'm wrong
Talk shit through the night throw it on me on the morning

She like it from the back with my fingers in her hair
I love it in any position Ma I don't care
She like when I shine up them jewels that blind her
And drive by the projects while a nigger holler

I let her drive the V, she's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me, she's my pretty young thing
Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing
She's my gangsta bitch

I let her drive the V, she's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me, she's my pretty young thing
Rap or robbery, she's my pretty young thing
She's my, my down ass bitch

Yo you know how I do Dillinger deuce deuce
One in the sleeve one in the construction boots
My shorty, tote two, that's what she do
One in her purse and one in her Gucci goose

I keep her Prada down bitches wanna holler now
She back out the step When yo niggers crowd around
That's my road dog and you know I unload for her
She hold me down anytime I call for her

Like at the time when I crashed the Jag
She brought the Yukon 2000 black
Through a screen and a DVD, set me off
Twenties on the truck that'll piss you off

In return I sent her on a tour through Sacks
With ten grand shopping spree to get back
I brought her a five that look nice when she drive
Put a glock on the dash watch the stash nigga

I let her drive the V, she's my pretty young thing
Let her ride with me, she's my pretty young thing
Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing
She's my gangsta bitch

I let her drive the V, my pretty young thing
Let her ride with me, she's my pretty young thing
Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing
Yeah, she's my down ass bitch

Ay yo I ride for my lady, die for my lady
Hold my 380 baby this what the game made me
Im'a hustler, love it or not I be thuggin', huggin' the block
Glock bustin' running from cops

[Incomprehensible]
I'm your down bitch, your accomplice
Ride for you baby and that's a promise

I got your back nigga
I'm the one you trust to count on your stacks nigga
Cook your cracks nigga I park the Pinsky right off the pounds
Let off hollow rounds if shit goes down

I'm with the robberies, holdin' banks up
This pretty young thing gonna keep it gangsta what?
Uh huh yeah, Amil lion wha what?
Amil lion, Memph man what? Uh

I let her drive the V, she's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me, she's my pretty young thing
Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing
She's my down ass bitch

I let her drive the V, my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me, she's my pretty young thing
Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing
She's my gangsta bitch

Ride with me my pretty young thing
Let her my pretty young thing
Let her my pretty young thing
My down ass bitch

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