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Young America
Young America
Young black
Young America
Young black
Young black

Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my up
Coppers run up on us and we to Jackie Joyner
White man kill a black man, they never us
Black man kill a white man, gon' start a war up
Mama she was sour, sippin' on the
Young niggas brainwashed, just wanna rap and hoop
Could've been a lawyer until they and shackled you
Felons on your records so them jobs gettin' back at you
Them ain't eat yet, so you can't even sleep yet
That's the only we ever saw, we repeat that
They was playing ball, him hard, said I'd be back
Broad day, threw his life away, soon as he
Gave that boy a life sentence, his momma relapse
Damn, they understand
Comin' from the bottom, it's so to make a plan
Know them beefin', they let it get out of hand
OGs told us nothin' in advance
Young niggas young niggas, shit is like the Klan, I said
my young nigga, "You the man," I said
You don't wanna end up like my man
Praying five times a day, on his head
Screamin' Lord that he don't make it to the feds
Caught up in the system, visit from his
Talkin' 'bout all these niggas, how they ain't even him
Said they ride or die, but it ain't even in 'em
Always postin' on the 'Gram, but hey ain't sendin'
Never answer when you call, but answer for them
Got you thinking twice, damn I should've been a
Dismantle my business, just my story
All guns, no glory, been going on me
We in the '40s, still slaves in the present
No for Christmas, ain't get us no presents
Only made us evil, made us hungry, made us
Youngin' in the 9th grade, he got a and Wesson
Grew up with the goons, now he protection
He dropped school, then he got arrested
Lord with a blessing, I hope he learned his lesson
They told us, if we go to jail, we would be
They told us, if we a sale, we would run a check in
Threw a rock out in that field, and got
He stumbled, he fumbled, y'all just rumble
told you to hustle, them niggas don't love you

Young American, (na na)
live like the fairer skin, (na na)
to the paradigm, (na na)
Occupied on Marilyn, (na na)
The prophecies of the wild nigga, no
My uncles stop bitching nigga, no skirts
It's crazy there's another world on the other side of town
Pastor rollin' up in that
Pullin' up in that Ghost
Preaching, while dying by the Bible code
The destruction, the
The of my faith
My prayers, my
Will be the same

Young America
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Young America
Young black
Young America
black America
Young America
black America
Young America
black America
Young America