Sixteen

Ay yo man, we bringing back the real knowledge

The real power in hip-hop

We are the streets, the movement

Hot street single smash

We were 16, this means robbing was an option

Money was the problem, scrapping copper for some profit

Break it in for some gin, hope your mom don't got a problem

Throw the bottle over the fence, and I hope nobody saw us

We were gone, we were dead, resurrect and go to bed

Just some dirty white boys with some drugs up in our hands

Never slanging dope, no, cause we'd rather just smoke

Ice cold, back roads, tires covered in snow

I'm taking it back to the basics, I'm bringing it back to the basement

See this that christmas light shining, 101 blunts to the face, shit

See I was 15, drinking like I was fucking 32

All the things you and your friends do, I did that too

Broken glass, blunt ash, dashing away with the product

Peep it, flip it for some dollars, then we buy some more bottles

Our parents thinking that we missing, haven't spoken some weeks

My shoes wet from the weather, hiding out from the heat

I'm just a young bad kid, wasn't meant to do shit

I did things I wish I didn't, I got things I wish I did

Just a young bad kid, wasn't meant to be shit

I did things I wish I didn't, I got things I wish I did

Feeling something like jermane dupri

Jagged edge I'm with the twisted team

White and cold, I'm like mr. Freeze

But I'm looking something like keanu reeves

I switch the blade and she pop a bean

Heart stop and she drop to me

She smell the smoke and she know it's sesh

She see my eyes and she know it's me, like damn

Did it really all change that quick

Now everywhere we go they know us

I wanna stop time, I don't wanna go on any longer

Just give me a moment