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raekwon – the young black lyrics

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yeah… mm-hmm, yea… yea…
yea… (what is it lord?) yo

shootout in stechman’s, fire in the city {a block away}
(one of rick shots h-t missy)
the reason why he did it, his tank {was on e}
(crib got raided and lost) {about three}
fifty in gear (ten in silverware) another sixty
{that was married to his neck, arm and ear}
just got divorced, stephanie left him for a ball player
took the kids and moved to georgia
(should i be as a man-thinker, for every action) there’s a re-action
seeing his case, he started spazzing
gamma len in my only clark, green and yellow god-god
(size nine magic, show face, f-cking with stars)
craig mack blowout, braided (you got the new sh-t son?)
bet he find a way {to out date it}
(timberland mineral was rusted, man made corruption, taylor made producton)
he had a seed in a wally jumper, ronny b-mp nephew
b-tt -ss, balled up in a corner in a comforter
paulette was his main wiz, she guzzled 99 bananas
squeezing n-gg-s d-cks {in front of cameras}
(light skin lil’ kim, chanel grim) one n-gg- hitting that
(this the sh-t that rich n-gg-s dreamt
rick brother pazone’ll be home,
estimate 30 days, brolic arm) fresh out the cage
{do the story seem intriging? when p come home
will he have all these n-gg-s mouths bleeding? }

the young black, travel to mix, we open eyes on a disc
try to resist, reviving the rich
airbrush money when we walk, most highly paid cheeba hawk
checking how he walk, tell a story lord

went down like wednesday, lounge gave a party at the way
{seen armor truck money, everybody pay}
n-gg-s in the back watching, everything b-tter scotch
kelly -ss, bet if they dead it, it’s watch
(moving with the new hampshire n-gg-s) ride them, catering
(sleeping with them) {sneaky -ss wizzes}
(guess who appeared out the blue? stark drizzling)
stood pazone, laying in the ac’ with two women, how his whip look?
(the sh-t look dressy) bend up vest piece (you know how his vest be)
lavender bird, two inch beak, parakeet
name unique, who knew the 1 to the 40 in a week
12 o’clock on the diz-nock, we went to check the moon out
{vibes i’m getting, i have to clear the room out}
took his hat off, spiral (used to be my idol)
{thirty inch telephone} (lip to his eyeball)
playing a bob mood, just answer out his pocket
{real heavy} (like he bought his rings from liberace)
had his parrot with him, unique, you see these n-gg-s fronting in here?
(yo p, they p-ssy, with one gun in here, the music stop)
{b-tches drop} sh-t jumped off by the bathroom
{aiyo, oh sh-t, that’s sasoon}
(p jumped up, grabbed his ratchet, felt sorry for him
first shot was i’ll, clapped his parrot)
blew him off son shoulder, so many feathers had the club coughing
{that’s when pazone lost it! } (he wigged out, crying, spit out
he’s living like dead presidents, real life, he’s letting it out)
it was a shotty that murdered pop
guess who did it? {the slick young b-tches on the stock}



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