Whose 4 Da Young

Lyrics

[Hook] Who's for the young? (it's for the young ones) Here's a solemn cry (can't let it fall apart) Who's for the young? (it's for the young) Here's a solemn cry (ha ha, look) [Verse 1: Saigon] It's all by design How we climb to the top by ignoring the bottom line Totally outta line If you misleading the youth, gotta be out your mind How you got time to run it up, if you running outta time I'm sittin' here writing these rhymes, workin' up a sweat Ready to say "fuck it" and start rappin' 'bout Percocet But I ain't fulfill my purpose yet, never sold my soul They ain't make an offer that's worth it yet Being real's likе a birth defect Opportunity knocked, thеn I asked "who is it?" "It's fame and riches, you could claim us all if you wit' it All you gotta do is glorify detriment and you get it Think about it Sai, look at these other niggas who did it it They fly" Fuck from front of my house, how dare you come unannounced Sayin' I should stop teaching, start runnin' my mouth Nuh-uh, I like the cars and the beautiful broads But when it come down to this music shit, I do this for y'all For the young [Hook] Who's for the young? (for the, young) Here's a solemn cry (can't let it fall apart) Who's for the young? (for the young ones) Here's a solemn cry (look here) [Verse 2: Saigon] Look here, see, K-K-Calvin Klein is no friend of mine Don't want nobody name on my behind Don't need nobody logo on my buckle to shine Damn shame we let them brand names fuck up our mind We done let Ralph lure us into shellin' out grip But when I came up with the Lo Lifes, we was stealin' that shit Only Gucci we cared about Was from an African named Dapper Dan Tom Ford never wanted to market to the blacker man Now you think you rockin' nice rags 'cause of the price tag Runnin' 'round here lookin' like drags, niggas with nice bags I ain't tryin' to player hate, but I think it's safe to say Men should still look like men, whether they straight or gay Day to day, I'm watchin' masculinity fade away Ain't nobody else gon' say this shit, but it's a-okay I like the jewels and the beautiful views But when it come down to this music shit, I do this for you For the young [Hook] Who's for the young? (for the young ones) Here's a solemn cry (ha ha, let's go) Who's for the young? (for the young ones) Here's a solemn cry (uh huh, preach on it) [Verse 3: Saigon] It's all by design When I was in the pen I noticed most of us had the same skin kind as mine Whitey was there for lyin', on his 1099 But we got more time for sellin' nickles and dimes It's all by design How could I put the bug in your ear You out here fuckin' with squares with colorful hair Hummin' along to the instrumental to the minstrel show Friend or foe, you finna let us know 'fore the whistle blow Shot out to Joey Bad, shout out to Coley Cole And Kung Fu Kenny for the way they approach the role Tellin' the stories that's supposed to be told It ain't cold buyin' booty out the grocery store, no I fuck with Travis, but I ain't knockin' no Rodeo The last shit that sat in my whip was that 4:44 I like the Benz with the beautiful rims But when it come down to this music shit I do this for them This for the young [Hook] Who's for the young? (for the young) (the world is yours) Here's a solemn cry (c'mon, for the young ones) Who's for the young? (young niggas, young niggas) Here's a solemn cry (talk to 'em) [Outro] They say this shit is a young thing, right? They say hip hop a young man game, right? So we gotta teach the young people some real shit Let's go Stop with all that drug, that fake crime shit It's for the young We do this shit for the young Hip hop is for the young We teach, man Each one teach one Ya heard me? Can't let it fall apart