When I Was Young

Album cover art for "When I Was Young" by Proof & Royce Da 5'9"

Proof & Royce Da 5'9" - Rap

When I Was Young

2 Plays

Duration: 3:07

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Proof] A piece to the puzzle, the war and struggle It's more than trouble, this is between the Lord and Devil Born a rebel but sworn to never cross my team Exhausted dreams, I held by the boss and king Imagine the people of Bad Meets Evil The difference [?] to draft a sequel (Bang) It's just explosive vest and plastic C4 Oppurtunities bang like Shaq at the free throw The business cult of music is frightening Proof and Royce has been a vocal point of the fool and the wise men From hypemens to felons, and felons blinded by jealous They tell us [?] coppers lock us in jail, I was young [Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"] I'm the product of proper judgement The father that popped my momma was a hollow-tip popper, a thug See I was forced, they tried to abort me like one of my cousins But unfortunately momma wouldn't budge My daddy was young, his back was to the wall I pat him on it 'cause he'll tell you he glad he was young But let's go back about 21 years later until the future And see some mistakes that I've made and if it was me What would you have done, would you have used your gun I'm someone to prove, you run the city ran by no one Everybody competing, nobody eating and I Am a lost part of that reason, I was young [Verse 3: Proof] Picture being a fan of a friend with a gun in your hand Thinking "Damn I gotta damage this man?" Or imagine the ceiling attempting to kill you Haunted by brotherly love so you're stuck in the rear-view Pick up a [bubble?] what kinda is fine Quick to limits, a kind is to defy this This allegiance goes beyond the voice It's more than beef, record and peace, not for us, but for Nasaan and Royce All this shit happen from beef, shit in his teeth, pull it Knowing my foolish ways could make me eat bullets Since Blade and [White?], count my days are nice Scared to death in the same breath, I'm afraid of life, I was young [Verse 4: Royce Da 5'9"] Sales decreasing, bail increasing Now seeing them niggas together again, Hell'll be freezing Now underground is hot, my nigga to Hell we reaching Malcolm, slain 'cause of his rebelious teachings How come [made that's?] one of his eldest speaking to him Tell him you failed me, how could you do that me? (I don't know) I said the cannon was loose, said I just ran in the booth Spat at whoever, now who madder than you at me? Nobody From battling, pulling a gat out on Proof Besides who doesn't really matter to nobody The message is clear, my guess is a lesson in marriage Just repearable unless some dies, unless you care, 'less you 'pair it, 'less you 'pair it

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Credits

Writers
  • Proof
  • Royce Da 5'9"