Young Poet Lyrics

Conejo Young Poet

I got so many songs homie, I just wanna record 'em
And put 'em out, I don't want 'em to go to waste
You feel me?

Ah young poet, with the trouble mind
If you afraid little homie why you begging to die
Face your fears, cus time won't pause
It is what it is and it was what it was
After midnight, I cross on lines
Infrared beams right between your eyes
I'm in the spot light, I brauge out with the 9
Growing up in the jungle where you had to survive

The weed dough hit me mind go back to slamming
Bob Marley in the back talking 'bout we jamming
Drug dealers gang banging, is all I know
This is for my dawgs I'ma kick ah flow
I'm tired and restless, sleep less nights
Take flights touch down big city lights
And what I writes, is to give you sight
To see how I live every day and night
Your hood wanna kill me law wants me too
I need ah bad ass lawyer so I won't be screwed
That's how it's viewed, in the eyes of this country
Somethings gotta give before I'm left with nothing
I find myself still here with you
And alitical reviews on the shit I do
It develop, the game's been subdued
I'm under pressure writing raps with my crooked crew

Ah young poet, with the trouble mind
If you afraid little homie why you begging to die
Face your fears, cus time won't pause
It is what it is and it was what it was
After midnight, I cross on lines
Infrared beams right between your eyes
I'm in the spot light, I brauge out with the 9
Growing up in the jungle where you had to survive

I'm just trying to make it for the world to see
But if I fail in the process I'll just f..ck with
keys
I mess with meth, I got nothing left
And I ain't going back to some auto death
The same struggle every state got much my fate
In this melting pot of unemployment rates
They soaring, while the government scoring
Sleeping on my people but ah arm informing
The browner brown crime is what keeps us down
Getting shot in the varrio see ah surgical gown
I was out, so far so good
As it's good as it gets I'm ah robbing hood
It's for my parents, I wanna make 'em proud
In ah way I'm feeling bad all the shit they allowed
I'm under pressure, in ah doja cloud
Rap game coke money in your system loud

Ah young poet, with the trouble mind
If you afraid little homie why you begging to die
Face your fears, cus time won't pause
It is what it is and it was what it was
After midnight, I cross on lines
Infrared beams right between your eyes
I'm in the spot light, I brauge out with the 9
Growing up in the jungle where you had to survive

Ah secret passage this are the tunnels of war
Historic giving figures on the highest floor
On the score, the f..cken name
Cus it's deeper than the hood legacy of pain
When the end draw near we'll all be here
Ah gang land vet astronomical years
Dark dreams, journals of ah rider
The confines of ah castle homie smoking some fire
Come and find me, that's ah endless ambition
I see in full view, ah fatal collision
With the stranger, laying you ain't knowing
I body muthufuckers while your wife be blowing
No coming back from this wicked places
Ah hamen for the sorcer we're convicted of cases
The sininster kind the brew hand ah winner
Behind the smile, like notorious killers