of you Okay Don't make me wake this baby She don't need to see what I'm about to do Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you? How could
[Intro - Talib Kweli] 7-18 stand up (c'mon) Talib Kweli, BK MC Turn it up (yeah) We 'bout to drop it low Baby I got the flow (yeah) to work your abdominal
when it was 1985 all the way live I think I was about ten One of those happy little niggas singin the blues That be always tryna bag with the shag and
to come up and swang, or chop up on some blades I keep a tight fade, you know Im always on my paper chase, always get my green, always on my lean, me
Doo(18x) Ahh ahh ahh ahh (2x) Verse 1: I was the one that always thought it was impossible to find that true love, you know the type when
I'm severed like Kevin Spacey and depth to the game We the same in every aspect except for the chain Connect 41-18 the bridge bang I give the kidney,
I like her lot, but she wanted from me Is a year older, you always have more chances then me But I was in a raza, and I had a lotta ridges Always taken
's right... c'mon [Lil Rob] I'm representin where I'm from San Diego, C.A. With my nine treys, vatos that duck the sunrays Put 18 on my sleeves, eighty
man cell wit my homie Lil' 1/2 Dead Murder was the case that they gave me Dear God, I wonder can you save me? I'm only 18 so I'm a young buck It's a
I drove that bitch in the river Everybody dies Only me survives Innocent fucks is what I want So I'm heading for the restaraunt There's always gotta
yours I Fifty-carat mine I'm fuckin' several whores When you hear the (brrrr) you know I got the sack 'Cause when I hit the (brrrr) he always got the
York, where you from?) Californ' (Big sharks) Me too (Swimmin' in a pile of ones) [Interlude: Raekwon] Yeah nigga, tomorrow man Goin to take you to go buy some 18
me Plazma screen ear rings, no channels on em Them ni**az hittin like nailz with hammaz on em And ma bi*ches always actin like the camraz on em Ice
you hear a nigga that's real I feel 18 when I bust from the grill Because, if you keep it young, yo' song is always sung So, street life taught me to
Yeah" Mama! "What?" MAMA! "WHAT Boy?" I'm a big timer I'm always away from you cause of this music biz drama But I really miss you and I'm always thinking
, GOD DAMMIT, MUTHA FUCKA, YOUNG BITCH, WHORE, SLUT, CUNT, WHEN YOU GONNA BE 18? In the midst of my crisis I heard her say: Well I'll be 18 in a week
boy Yo, my Chevy ridin' high, boy Twelve hundred dollar shades on my eyes, boy Twelve thousand dollar blades on my ride, boy Four 18's got me soundin