iWas a youngin
when i first started stuntin
dear mama, big poppas
when i first started bumpin
pac and big
when you popped a thizz
i was scheming up ways
of how to rock this here
microphone
lonely nights at home
well i had my pen and pad
i wasn't quite alone
i had dreams
a young adolescent on the scene
rockin' nike tennis shoes
and some bright skinny jeans
don't like too follow curfew
because life is too extreme
hollywood days is supposed
to bring you green
it gets crazy walking down
the beualevard of broken dreams
world comes crashing down
and all you got is ya hopes and dreams
sky's the limit
i won't settle for less
i'm smarter than that
i won't settle for this
minimum wage gee
if you need me you can page me
i'll be somewhere with ipod
and the skatey
YouTube_-_1970_something.mp3 - Fly Cayla
1 comment:
itz alot better
seeing the words
hahhaha
i was readin da lyrics
i was like ayyyy it sounds
familiar den i was like oh yeah
diz iz wat u sent me da otha day
haha nice
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