alive (Tonight will last forever till our bodies drop) Hey hey we'll be young forever We'll be young forever till forever stops We're singing Hey hey we'll be young forever
run and we run Hey hey we'll be young forever We'll be young forever till forever stops We're singing Hey hey we'll be young forever Tonight we'll run forever
we run and we run Hey hey we'll be young forever We'll be young forever till forever stops We're singing Hey hey we'll be young forever Tonight we'll run forever
A-Town, tonight I'm gon' let some money go For the A-Town [Verse 1] Uhh, set up the occasion, I'm up in the place in, if amazing was a young bitch, I
Let's hope for a higher power 1 by 1 and 2 by 2 I have ammo what about you [x2] [Verse 1] Grandma told me the good book said in the last days get ready
's been in the booth to rhyme, I don't scratch vinyl, I scratch up the mic with my canines. Verse 3 a?? Trials and Sesta Mr Trials, young ladies jump
me, Thug livin gettin me by Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs When I die they won't cry unless they comin with slugs [Young Noble] Peep
Sendin' me mail Heard the blocks in the same shape Ain't nothin' changed Niggaz slangin' at the same place The same faces We suppose to alwayz hate our foes This lifestyle is forever
two and can't i just stay a while inside with you? far from the compromise and shifty eyes and dirt i'm not ready to be thirty-two but i can't stay forever young
the city and call him out It wasn?t for the chopper, ain't shit, I'm gettin? all of mine Pop 'em, drop 'em, call the plan a wake, he out forever more
I'm tired of the pain and koop taught me running He gave me the things he promised to me But I cannot leave I will suffer forever I'm tired of his wrong
to go head on and break this bread Ya see what I'm saying? What you gone do? Bitch, you can picture the pain, I rip you in vain While the young soldiers
tryin to be Pun's sucessor That term's done fucka, what up whatever You bird's is food I'm about to pluck some feathers, I'm young and clever, Plus, clutch
So ax that talk about MARRAGE Miss, you must of misunderstood, I want you to have a MISCARRAGE I'm fed up, and sorry that I've done it I'm ready to set
me How many niggas really raw to the motherfucking hardcore like me? It's bumpy knuckles baby, I got lyrical styles forever My endevor is to smash you punk motherfuckers I do it to young
drum set ain't done yet? Flow like a trumpet to your eardrum are deaf Who pose a threat? Yo, who's more ferocious, none yet To the night damn set mic
