Young Life

[Hook: Benjamin Earl Turner & Jean Deaux] Young life, young love Young rhymes, young strug' Young death, oh no, oh yes Old heads, old hate Old lies, old girls Oh world, oh why, why oh, why oh, oh why Young life, young love Young rhymes, young strug' Young death, oh no, oh yes Old heads, old hate Old lies, old girls Oh world, oh why, why oh, why oh, oh why [Verse 1: Benjamin Earl Turner] Young me in a young world In the young bay, with oh girl Oh why I, say hi I My Syhi had warned me, this OG, E-40 He told me when to go Gotta old soul, got mojo, like jojo Young genius, straight baldwin Young Garvey, catch me on young Harley's Ridin', r-ridin' with old and young homies I'm young and I'm lonely, old women console me Young never alone, oh my God, can you hold me Young nights with my old friends And old fights that got young ends And young men up in a old jail All cause of how them young O's sell It's like oh well, I need young guap, it's like old hell In these young streets, took a young beat and a young flow, made young dro Got the old high, got the young high Got the young fire, I need me a young empire Y'all young squires, I'm a young sire Ya'll young dumb, full of cum Don't run, run from problems Hi son y'all young guns Like big guns or horizons I'm an Injun like Rev Run Booth is my pulpit, but I'm DMC like Rev Run Teach lessons like Indians, it's my young opinion I need a Pocahontas or Sacogewea Let go of your sack of the weed Cause I'm high off this [Hook: Benjamin Earl Turner & Jean Deaux] Young life, young love Young rhymes, young strug' Young death, oh no, oh yes Old heads, old hate Old lies, old girls Oh world, oh why, why oh, why oh, oh why Young life, young love Young rhymes, young strug' Young death, oh no, oh yes Old heads, old hate Old lies, old girls Oh world, oh why, why oh, why oh, oh why [Verse 2: Benjamin Earl Turner] I don't know why old hate seems to thrive The young seem to die, who swatting the young fly We selfish, Caught in I, you still serving 8 balls Young hustle got old now, old trap got you locked down But I been on lock down, writing my young plot down To get my young 15 minutes and then clock out Live like an aborigines in dugout Still have a house made of money Young cottage cheese, I know I'm healing this with no apology Some say they're killing it, what a dichotomy Scroll in a bottle type flow up their satellite Don't know which way it's 'gon go like hermaphrodite Me young machete sharpening old butter knife Iron on iron or these shots are fired From iron to iron, then red lights, loud siren The old keep on drinking, praying, or thinking The young out here warring, aborting, in court For a quarter less caution then they prolly needed Wish I coulda seen 2Pac hair line receding Wish I knew how to do that circular breathing I'm all that so Cainan, that far west of Eden That book that I wrote and I hope that you reading [Hook: Benjamin Earl Turner] Young life, young love Young rhymes, young strug' Young death, oh no, oh yes Old heads, old hate Old lies, old girls Oh world, oh why, why oh, why oh, oh why