Rumble Young Man Rumble Lyrics - What The Game's Been Missing! - Juelz Santana

[Juelz Santana] 

Juelz Santana. 

Ain't no turning back from here (Thats right) 

[VERSE 1] 

I am sicker than Sick'Wid'It 

DON'T listen just picture it 

HOW vivid this picture it 

ME gifted and living this 

NO gimmicks or images 

I spit and deliver it 

LIKE no one that's living shit (AYE) 

Straight from the ground y'all you dig? 

Close to where the groundhogs live 

Where the police hound y'all kids 

Arrest and give out long bids 

From where they keep the four squeeze the four 

Hustle all day in the streets so long 

If the feds ever decide to come 

We all going down for the motherfucking reaper law 

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[CHORUS] 

I was taught be smart stay humble 

I was taught be hard don't fumble 

I was taught in these concrete jungle 

Rumble young man rumble 

I was taught stay hard as they come dude 

I was taught any problems confront you 

I was taught in these concrete jungle 

Rumble young man rumble 

[VERSE 2] 

Greater than great I am 

YES haters they hate I am 

WHAT playing I play to win 

PLUS still I remain up in 

THE hood I came up in 

BUT the hood I came up in 

FUCKED since Bush done came up in YUP (AYE) 

From my date of birth hun' 

'Til my day in the dirt come 

I remain the earth's one 

YES the matrix's first son 

Toast to the good day to the bad day 

To the good yay' to the bad yay' 

To the time the shit was mixed up 

I had good yay' on a bad day 

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[Chorus] 

[VERSE 3] 

Best of the best I is 

AND never the less I is 

AYE man of respect I is 

REAL dammit yes I is 

KILL nigga yes I will 

LEAVE bodies by cemeteries 

HE'S forever buried 

HOW by any means necessary 

I'm here to promise to keep my vows in order 

I'm here to promise to keep my child in order 

'Til the day I get locked 

'Til the day I get shot 

Or till the day I just drown in water (AYE) 

Don't feel sorry for me, have a party for me 

Bitches, balloons, Bacardi and weed 

And let niggaz know that I died with a heart of a G (AYE) 

[CHORUS]