sad as the fact of being bad This world's gone mad to the chaos we add Listen up to what I'm about to say You preach peace stop the hate Useless youth
for that rule Rule one, you must have knowledge of self To know the only one you follow is self Anything else is useless, the truth is the youth is wild
wars Are but stills in time to the chill that climbs once more Dreading the red weddings on her English shores Gone are the rustic summers of my youth
So hide your knot when you walkin up my block Niggas smack you with the glock And take the money out ya sock [2x] Know to act a fool And wild out when
go to the woods and see Out in the storybook land are many leagues of the wild Wise and uncontainable as a windy haired child There are the youth truth
depressed and be alone But as far as the present time, it's on I represent mine 'til I return to the S And said I'm dead and gone Nobody wanna be broke
, I don't trust you bitches What you gonna do when I'm nothing? You're crazy about my style What you gonna do when I'm nothing? Please don't have me acting wild
the crash I walk this wild road can you tell me Will I reach the end This endless night goes on But I still can't find my way home Misguided youth
I recall the good old days But thankfully, they've gone Now the ponies all are broken nags That stumble as they groan And throw the jockeys from their
of the old songs go Kids sure play funny music these days They play it in the strangest ways" Said, "It looks to me like they've all gone wild It was
when they see us walk by When I see you smile, I lock that 'cos me and you are tight And its been a while since we reacted and acted wild But I love
from the youth club 'cos of the way they dress. Leather jackets, black docs with red laces, all wild kids have got mullard boatraces. Kids, wild kids
dawn throbbing blood mind selfless creature forever yours and then she's gone radios play nothing when she's far away tv antenna nothing gone to waste
You keep me coming home again You keep me coming home again When you were gone, I met a friend She taught me how to live in the end You keep me coming
s all gone bad, that's alright 'Cause god I was alive God I was alive You found your schoolgirl French somewhere in the haze And I was gone by the
re too bad Mmmm me nah want know de amount of Buddy whe' you walk me say Young girl you're too rude Mmmm every night you're gone wit Another youth. You
took him to jail There go another, this hustler here is destined to fail I think it but the last I heard he tried to appeal And Eric, he gone, he wild