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Cocaine 80's

Genres: Hip-Hop

Young Hearts Run Free Lyrics - Cocaine 80's

State of the art, state of the drill 

State of the mind, state of the city 

I contemplated with wine 

State of the art, state of the mind 

State of the city 

I contemplated with wine 

 

I put the line down when I put the rhyme down 

Lost on my own Stoney Island that I found 

I ride around town like this is my town 

Rap to myself, tryna see how I sound 

Kinda arrogant cause I'm from Chi Town 

East bound it down, that's how we get down 

At the bar takin' shots like they live rounds 

My lifestyle is it's good to be alive now 

Lot that surround me, places all cloudy 

Came in the Audi, pied piper rowdy 

You in the 'Raq where's war like Saudi 

Youngins carry the iron man, like Robert Downey 

Pound the ground we own the concrete jungle 

Surround me loudly, wildy is how we came up 

Think about the come up 

That's why I'm always on edge when the fans seem to run up 

Hair all done up, we can spend the summer together 

But when the weather change, lady friend 

You may be forever stranger lines seem to blur 

Yea I like you but I still love her, uh uh uh 

I come from the other, wonder why they slumbered on a nigga 

Now I see the bigger picture, pour a little liquor 

The rich get richer, my dick get bigger 

Cause I'mma go hard, g-go g-go hard 

The more I know self, the more I know God 

Coppin' land from my bro [?] 

Good to do business with the bro-gods, let the dollar circulate 

Lower the murder rate but still kill this shit 

In touch with the crib that's why you feel this shit 

The willingness to grow, the willingness to blow 

The willingness to know that I don't know shit 

 

But I still wanna know 

What the fuck you on girl 

 

Enrichened souls, visions, goals, mission grows as I do 

It was written like a haiqu when I was seventeen 

I used to sell a [?] to forever dream 

Now I'm a champagne king like Evelyn 

Young hearts run free and forever sing 

Yea 

 

Tell me what the fuck you on 

Cause your heart is sayin' ohh, ohh, ohh - run 

 

State of the art, state of the drill 

State of the mind, state of the city 

I contemplated with wine 

State of the art, state of the mind 

State of the city 

I contemplated with wine 

 

State of the art, state of the drill 

State of the mind, state of the city 

I contemplated with wine 

State of the art, state of the mind 

I contemplated with wine 

 

It was red, I guess it had to be the bloodshed 

Love shed, 'nough said 

 

But I still wanna know 

What the fuck you're on 

Cause your heart is sayin' ohh, ohh, ohh - run 

And I'm down to jump the gun with you 

Tell me what the fuck you want 

Cause your heart is sayin' ohh, ohh, ohh - run 

And I'm down to jump the gun with you 

 

What the fuck I'm s'possed to do, you not around 

I'mma talk about when we high and I'm on the ground 

Always hold you down in and outta town 

Maybe I'm a clown got me crying out in front the crowd 

On the inside but it feel like a fuckin' cloud 

Out my fuckin' mind, I'mma fuckin' drown 

Girl but I'm not gonna fuck around 

I'mma fuckin' marry you and learn to swim 

Let me carry you I need to hit the gym 

Young hard jab but the difference is 

Got young love but I'm not young 

Faith in love but I'm not dumb 

I don't need to give a fuck about the outcome 

Niggas be scared but I'm not one 

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