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teigwan tha trip - we the youth lyrics

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(verse 1: teigwan tha trip)

i know they’re trying to manipulate
i ain’t no imitation
the system wants my kind eliminated
i’m lit as f-ck, as the judge making litigations
thinking i’m intimidated
bud, this is a living basis
i’m the epitomy of teenage wastland
move wit haste cause the cops spraying mace cans in faces
i lay plans, to rage and get wasted
if the government ain’t saying sh-t
the youth ais gonna raise a fist
the way i spit, this rap sh-ts for the kids
the ones who ain’t afraid to say whats inside they’re lids
i mean, they got dance cl-sses and football scholarships
but no hip hop program for the under-privilidged
i’m one to spit sh-t, controversially, i know
and you’ll never see me giving a commercial as a show
i’m pretty sure that i’m old to enough to know
but still young enought to grow
and the truth is the youth got the juice
naw, we ain’t tryna make a truce
a fuse gets lit, everytime i choose to spit
kinda odd all the youngins got the blues
or maybe its just cause we all know what ensues
prove the brute strength of the new age in tanks
you’ve been warned, this is war, new age in ranks
blue flame, butane, our true nature is tame
till we release the anger from chambers contained in our brains

(chorus 1: teigwan tha trip)

yeah, we the youth
new regime dream for me and you
yeah, in the booth
its free to speak the f-cking truth, x2

(verse 2: teigwan tha trip)

this is anarchy
they dont want harmony, want arsonry
flip cars like i spit bars, rebel army
type to call that sh-t some art
war hall, call me andy
film that sh-t with a canon
spliff canon and some candy
feature purple, feats uncanny
gun c-cked, call you bambi
thump your mother, runny babbit
wet bandits, home alone
unless you count whos in my dome
done the damage, son of adam
motherf-cker get known, let alone
oh no, teigwan tha trips on the loose
papoose mixed with docter seuss
still for the children bro
sit withcho’ legs crossed
fuch that, stand up
hard body sh-t from the cold north canada
when santa come, got coal in my stocking
made a fire, burnt the whole d-mn world down, whos stopping
me, chopping trees, drinking brews
cops say freeze, got the weed
what to do, (ha-ha)

(chorus 2: teigwan tha trip)

yeah, we the youth
new regime dream for me and you
yeah, in the booth
its free to speak the f-cking truth, x2



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