Aggression boiling over with nowhere to go We find no peace at home so we shave our heads and take to the road! Carried by four wheels and visions
Krayzie: This is my family. This is my family, my family. Bizzy: Thug lovesick, my hood is in drug prison. The end is my mission, we heatin' shit. Why vision
pain life induces Bitches are wild and so was I, young and stupid It's incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces them Criminals, led by the originals, high strung Motivated by
he didn't Then you turn into robin on me You start to give in Get it By the beach watchin tennis Crack anotha bottle of Perrion LouieV carry on's when
it right ok you ballin and I'm with the owners You know my drive is retarded like I'm riding doughnuts Picture me rollin' Young, handsome and focused Got that vision
hot for me The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is dropping There ain't no stopping me, constantly moving while making millions Witnessing killings, leaving dead bodies in abandoned buildings Carries
one So its only right that i hit you with another one Remix we get busy over here No sleep niggas stay up on they grizzie over here We young (young
let it be, we shall fulfill our destiny My Art Club [uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's outro] The current show was called, "Art Hurts: Visions From Young
full of bullets, the bodies is droppin There ain't no stoppin me Constantly movin while makin millions Witnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings Carries
straight lunatic making all these bitches Niggas hear their final tick But that don't mean my minds sick Just 'cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese When trees by
outblast anybody you bring Young, you got it the prophet I told ya'll niggaz Then I showed ya'll niggaz, you +Can't Knock It+ Don't get carried away,
, 'cause I outblast anybody you bring Young, you got it the prophet I told yall niggas then I showed yall niggas You can't knock it Don't get carried
dreams we have planned You are young and you are the future Suck it up and tough it out, be the best you can The old man had a vision, it was hard for
stand so close vision burners with ice blingers Respect my whole squad no you can't even touch us 'cuz Role out the red carpet high five to show us love Carry
when behind the microphone But on the bus ride home that didn't mean a thing Harassed by the thugs on the corners they would hang I got banged on, I got beat down Carrying
I'm still in the mix One of the many young policin breathers knockin out sequence Life's a l-o-t-t-o, carry a switch for self-defense Rappers try to
change, yo, could never though be without you, yo It's strange when I want it to rain On my best friend's grooming, we all had visions of you We broke
