blazin' the guns. Just look how this United Kingdom has come, Within the council estates where man'll fight over crumbs, We got young single parent
Yeah (Y'all don't think y'all ready, baby) Yeah DIDR (It's about to happen) Digga (What, what, what) Chinko, Reb the Merc, Dominique, nigga [ VERSE
gon c his ass later when we probly thirty deep turn his body to a crater dent in the earth we young thugs sentenced since birth itchin to merc the closest
like fast food high-c's Type of rap bitch that love underground classics Gettin more green than that nigga st. patrick Makin wack rappers go and merc
hurt you I wish I never hurt you I?m doing the best I can Living like any man My father used to say to me ? he said ?While you?re young, You gotta learn
of cityscapes I don't know what came over me I Don't know what came over me to make me go away I guess I'm just a lost dog I Guess i'm just young and
There was an ill wind blowing Through my hair last night That froze me in my blue jeans. I couldn't find a light I know that something's coming I can
[Verse 1:] Hey, this is the story of a young'n dreamin Left his city to see if he could be what he dreamin' Big city on his own shit But every now and
rich couldnt wear em..witches used to marry em theyd a shoot u before they share em..the gift and the curse the vindaminacerum most hated ladies best freind gettin merced
Are What We Are And Believe Me We're No Angels There's A Time And A Place To Place Your Hate 2 Faced Enemies Become Friends 1 To Many Mistakes Made As Young
like fast food high-C's Type of rap bitch that love underground classics Gettin more green than that nigga St. Patrick Makin wack rappers go and merc
off like a Heiniken top I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water Why you just try to send your man to merc
Gotti, the Princess, Momma, what?s up baby? haha, Brooklyn son, what up what up? My nigga Lloyd, my nigga Caddy, my nigga C. Gotti, my nigga Young Merc
(feat. Black Child, D.O. Cannons, Young Merc) [Verse 1: Ja Rule] First off the snitch and that identity he claim Fuck Dre partial, and emineim Plus the
Young Merc:] Word on the streets, these niggas ridin around wth the FEDS, like i dont still ride with one in the hand, like i wont have one of my young
and black gangsters is made Where you die at 25, shot up in your Merced's Ridin on blades, livin for today Fuck peace, bustin at the police Young black
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