TERMANOLOGY & DC

TERMANOLOGY & DC - 22 Years lyrics

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Yeah, my 22 long years y'all, 22 long

Age 1 almost died, age 2 in the ghetto

Age 3 seen a nigga get popped by the metal

Age 4, just the same as 5

Trying to dry mami eyes

Can't forget about 6

That's when crack hit

My city extra hard, my aunty extra hard (uhuh)

And these extra bars, hit me extra hard (damn)

Can't forget about pops, he was out that year (uhuh)

Had no santa, he was out that year (no santa)

Had no plan of being out that year

Just happened he was out that year

Gods plan, damn

And age 7 ain't get much better

My sister here, but we get less chetter

So how that work like

Age 8 (Age 8), 8 apartment (8 apartment)

Never knew that I'd be selling eights

Just wait

Age 9 (Age 9), just starting to get my grind on

Plus I get my rhyme on

I swear we'll make it outta here

Mama, it's been 20 long years

We been going through our ups and downs

But I know we gonna make it out

Somehow, we'll make it outta here

Mama, it's been 20 long years

We been going through our ups and downs

But I know we gonna make it out

Age 10 that was 92, chillin' with them grimey dudes

Learning how to be a man from what Free and Ronny do

And watching my mommy too

That's my father figure - "Where your father nigga? "

He around somewhere

Now I'm 11 and 7-11 games

Of being talked to a grown man in a childs frame (I'm just a kid)

It's like a childs mind that was elevated (I was smart)

Or like a grown mans mind that diselevated (haha)

That's why I celebrated

When I moved out of my hood

To another hood that was less hood (Hell to The Law)

My childhood was diseased at 12

The grown man would unleash himself

And I'm here

And 13 was the craziest year

I fucked around and meet Amy what year (goddamn)

A young nigga, I was stuckin' already

Wildin' out, I was fuckin already

And shortly after

14, my introduction to manhood

This man stood on his own 2 like a man should

And when they told me grandma passed away

I cried the whole day, but smiled the next day

Cause, I knew I had an angel watching over me

Even though it's cold of me

It's the way it's supposed to be

In gods plans

15, young man done been in many fights

15, young man spend many hungry nights

16, half a 32, now I got a 32

It's highschool now, niggas wanna murder you

You gotta stay on your toes

And gotta pray on you foes

I'm 17 now, making the dough

Makin it slow (Slow money)

Well, slower than Scarface

But, alot faster than the paperboy

What you niggas hate me for

Cause I'm only 18 on Jamn and the courts

By the age of 19, man speed had me out of the Bean

And this is international love, I'm moving records now

It's been around 20 years, and I'm respected now

And I'm expected now

To put the Bean on the map

I'm 21 and I'm leaning on back

Life, my daughters here, that's the meaning of that

It's 22 years

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