the good die young
• Written by YoungProdigy
YoungProdigy's Notes
The hook and a few lines need some work. NOT FINISHED but I think it's decent
the good die young.
yeah, concentratin',
Tryna keep my peace,
imma need meditation,
there is no hesitation in this message that I'm relayin'
people is changin', can't make up their minds, do they stay or do they go
you best make a decision, cause these streets are cold,
yeah, they unforgivin', here there is no God to pray to,
no one to give thanks to, cause when you Robbin' houses,
you forget about Christianity, looking over my shoulder,
man I'm losing all of my sanity,
keep thinking these thoughts until my mind starts to trample me,
people talking about being in the lead like this shits a race,
we losing our lives over this shit,
people can't see the fine line between a king and a bitch,
these niggas infatuated with, drugs, pussy and getting rich.
talking about clinching the crown but there ain't no shit to clinch,
this shits just a fucking game, niggas tryna wash our brains,
I'm not gonna let my cousins death be in vain,
Jeremy's world, he was 19 years old when he was slain.
(hook)
The good die young, memories forever burned and their names forever sung
the good die young, we mourn over their graves but give it some faith,
they're in a better place. the good die young.
(Verse 2)
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YoungProdigy
Member since March 8 2016