I got big boy toys, when you gon' grow up? Nigga knick knack pattywack, give a dog a bone Im still down to sell crack got a fiends home God bless the
And I can't afford the medicine She needs to make her well I've been laid off at that factory For sixteen months or more I came home last Wednesday
you were nine I looked at you like the stars that shined In the sky, the pretty lights' 'And our daddies used to joke about the two of us Growing up
spend my time filling the gaps That have grown in between her and me Midnight in the subway, we'd huddle up and laugh When we missed the last bus home
Mike Jones, Swishahouse.. [Mike Jones] 6:00 on the dot, got's to get paid Move stone for stone, can't go minimum wage Buy the home on hill, clothes out
And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em A drug dealer's dream, so fresh and I'm so clean I'm a grown ass man and you're sweeter than sixteen
'm gonna get a job and go to work Givin' lessons to that Stony Burk in a pair of cowboy boots Oh give me a home Where the swimmin' pools roam Where the money grows
, as usual I was gone You've had to grow up much too quick and you've done it on your own You did it without mama 'cause mama wasn't home And Jackie,
that Come on, play Sittin' here alone I'm lookin' back on where I've roamed And laughin? how I swore I'd win and not get burned Left my family, left my home
even richer And they, in turn, support her barbaric policies both at home and overseas. The Falklands war cost Britain over sixteen thousand million
My sixteen, locked and loaded, all fear has been avoided You say the words and my weapon is drawn This one could be my last time, some people call it
Derrick, I'm from Queens right there on Merrick Raised of honesty, loyalty, good merits Gotta lil sister and my pops just perished And I just came home
reclines nine months then finally it's time What do we find? A little grown boy a mind with a tortured soul Addicted to a life of crime at no time for growin
breed Rain comes down, the trucks rolling by I that old poncho gonna keep you dry? Sixteen years old, January child Trying to get to the sky I've watched you growing
a hurricane and the blood flows free from an open vein This is the last time, never at home again Oh, I know that train you're riding on It's sixteen
one. [KRISTINE] The ugliest boy asked me to the Prom, I stayed home. [MAGGIE] Life is a ashtray. [VAL] Shit. Made it through High School Without Growing
it's too late You know you'll regret it because just when you're sure Your life can change right before your eyes A mother's thinking of her little boy Left home at sixteen
m goin' to get get my gun) Nah motherfucker, fuck you You ain't disrespectin' me like that (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Walk to the room, sixteen shot