Likkle Youth Man Dem Lyrics - Singles - Boot Camp Clik

Ride wit me, so easily 

To the other side of the Timberland tree 

You can walk wit me, smoke freely 

On the other of the Timberland tree 

Likkle Youth Man dem said, "What's up trooper?" 

No disrespect, to Timothy, 'cuz I know how the Utah 

You a true star, shine ya light no matter what ya mood for 

I got my eye on you, 'cuz you represent the future 

We be ya gun busters, your gold rushers 

Quick to touch and stuff ya, D.O. quicker picker upper, truth 

My mind dwellin', there's no tellin' who you see whore 

Ac' and night, pass to the right, 'cuz the weed cause speed ball 

Through time laughin', jokin', smokin', talkin' about AK blastin' 

Don't make me madder than I am already 

Despite it might be a fight, between a loose bullet and a machete 

I'm steadily raisin my voice to prove a point 

Better be on point, or join inside to put my joint 

Like Spike, we might desice to act up 

You relax, huh, it was Likkle Youth Man, the attacker 

Likkle Youth Man Dem, Likkle, Likkle Youth Man 

You can take a walk wit me and see 

Likkle, Likkle, Youth Man Dem, Likkle Youth Man 

To the other side of the Timberland tree 

Ride wit me, so easily 

To the other side of the Timberland tree 

You can walk wit me, smoke freely 

On the other of the Timberland tree 

What it is? And welcome to the real world, Dig' 

I'm not tryin' to prophecize, I just wanna see ya life 

But you insist on bee in face, to let the world mind them 

Die die, gon, you curse your mother, wit no problem 

And steal a chicken, act fly, you couldn't hold back the cry 

When officer mon come give your last pat on ya back side 

Offi' take a look at eye, no meet 'em trife and bar 

Because I choose Jah and live as Rastafari 

You can, touch me, hear me, smell, see and feel me 

I pray to God, that makes me real G O D 

I see young bloods in the street yards 

Talkin' 'bout, peace, God, seen God, became a piece 

And nigga slang how hard, to be, but I take you through 

If you got a few, do it right, somethin' like the God rule, the yonder do 

I see what you mean, I feel, my brother's don't listen 

But how to capitalize, is how my rod is fishin' 

Deep sea, water, time is gettin' shorter 

So books and things, they get tossed upon the brawler 

Yea, but a lesson learned is a jewel earned for the keepin' 

So I stay reachin' and keep my ass out the precinct 

So, whose to say, crews today 

Is really what them bullshit out there, that niggas is tryin' to say 

Everything I hear, niggas talk about that 

They be walkin' the streets, and be off wit the gat 

Niggas act like you know, if you don't know how to act 

Then ya set ya self up for the Originoo Gunn Clap 

We are the wickedest gunn from outta New York 

People them talk about them gunn out the buck 

You want them to get just brought up, you fooled up 

War is in the midst, and the richie wound up deader 

Just the other day, my man from around the way 

Used to brag to me, how he smoked a pound a day 

He said, "Resistance" niggas get hit up wit the instance 

Struck from a far, boyakah from a distance 

Ride wit me, so easily 

To the other side of the Timberland tree 

You can walk wit me, smoke freely 

On the other of the Timberland tree 

As I knowledge the environment, I ascend 

On a mission, reminiscin' bout memories missin' 

Wishin' bout moves I should of made 

Games I should of never played 

Nights I should of stayed in the crib 

It's been a while since my sun shine 

So many dark clouds out tryin' to smother mine 

As soon as my boot touch asphalt 

Plain clothes and those molds, bee min at my grill, tryin' assault 

Out my features, sayin' I match pictures 

They had in they possession, said they wanted out for question 

No lesson soon that we know never 

Where I'm goin', what I'm doin', who, showin' who's proven 

All I see is fools gluin' on the corner snoozin' 

Choosin' routes that leave them ass out, straight loosin' 

Whose in the case to faced for some irrelevant cause 

Fightin' was that keep the people back off the walls 

Of course you be lookin' out, like feel look out on the spot 

'Bout be tooken out, jakes stickin' out, where we hangin' out 

So while I'm just tryin' to see how you makin' out 

What you thinkin' 'bout, who you thinkin' 'bout 

Seein' if it's me then, will it be to make a meanin' 

Right now, seems to be the place 

Ride wit me, so easily 

To the other side of the Timberland tree 

You can walk wit me, smoke freely 

On the other of the Timberland tree 

Ride wit me, so easily 

To the other side of the Timberland tree 

You can walk wit me, smoke freely 

On the other of the Timberland tree