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Dj Absolut - My Generation Lyrics


My Generation Lyrics

Chorus:
Every block got cribs, even schools got blocks
Everywhere got essays, essays
With the wrong colors ear, you shine like a dearÂ…
HeÂ’s in a gang, sheÂ’s in a gang
Pop up, show up by your bang bang, bang
Cry, cry, cry, for my generation
Only god knows!

[Wyclef Jean]
It ainÂ’t come, ya
It ainÂ’t come, ya
It ainÂ’t come, ya
It ainÂ’t come, ya

Left forÂ…
Reason to call the fly bush
Police canÂ’t get.. in the bush
ThatÂ’s the life in Brooklyn New York
Then I moved to Jersey where it still cause moreÂ…
OneÂ…, twoÂ…, threeÂ…, four
But your life worth more thanÂ…
I got many styles, many styles,
For example this is the one and this is na, na, na, na, na me
Still got the swag and thatÂ’sÂ…
Many wanna beat me but they Â…
But they can only be on fool G's
...
My watch will blind the sun...
...
But I cry, cry, cry for my generation!


Chorus:
Every block got cribs, even schools got blocks
Everywhere got essays, essays
With the wrong colors ear, you shine like a dearÂ…
HeÂ’s in a gang, sheÂ’s in a gang
Pop up, show up by your bang bang, bang
Cry, cry, cry, for my generation
Only god knows!

Generation X...
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Coke to the crack, crack to the x,
hero to the Weed, weed to the meth
They talk like choppers
Some generation, where we dealt it off and Â…
Â…hold on to theÂ…
They talk like choppers, but they jamÂ…
IÂ’m watching every day, while he go down..
Cause everybody wanna be 2pac
Every other two blocksÂ…
Every fool on TV fools you,
Come here little man, let me school you!
Yeah, you see ‘em with the money and the rims, the diamonds the shining
But half of these boys, theyÂ’re lying

Will I try, for my generation
And all the time, for myÂ…
We ainÂ’t.. got the Â… weÂ’re getting high, got the .. getting wasted.
I know, got theÂ…
He made a couple million dollars of statements
So now, got the fresh chasingÂ…
HeÂ’s black and heÂ’s famousÂ…

Chorus:
Every block got cribs, even schools got blocks
Everywhere got essays, essays
With the wrong colors ear, you shine like a dearÂ…
HeÂ’s in a gang, sheÂ’s in a gang
Pop up, show up by your bang bang, bang
Cry, cry, cry, for my generation
Only god knows!


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