Too Young
Title | Too Young |
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Artist | ILL BILL |
Album | The Hour of Reprisal |
Release Date | 2008-09-16 |
Description | Track 11 on ILL Bill’s 2008 solo album The Hour of Reprisal. Each of the three artists tell their own story from growing up in torturous circumstances and learning to become men the hard way. |
Lyrics | [Chorus: Darp Malone] I found out that I was, too young, not grown I was, not ready for a world so cold I was, not prepared to make it on my own I was, not ready for what life unfolds And it was, too much, too soon I couldn't tell if what I felt was false or true I didn't think about what I'm about to do I'm on some, this couldn't be real this can't be true [Verse 1: E-Dot] I was too young, but these my people, so that's okay though I was down for anything, I'd do it if they say so Look how they cooking it up, I'd sit and watch they cake grow Watching Robbie in the corner, he there snorting yayo And everybody acting cool like that right there's okay though So I walk over to him, and I'm like yo hey bro What the fuck are you doing, get away from the table He like, this ain't nothing but a little bit of the yayo I got it covered plus I make the profit from sales He acting like he hadn't heard not one of them tales The dopest brother, knocked him and they took him to jail There go another, this hustle here is destined to fail Convicted, but the last I heard he tried to appeal And Eric, he gone he wilin' bustin' his steel off at the popo These are the trial and tribulations of kids trying to act like grown folks [Chorus: Darp Malone] I found out that I was, too young, not grown I was, not ready for a world so cold I was, not prepared to make it on my own I was, not ready for what life unfolds And it was, too much, too soon I couldn't tell if what I felt was false or true I didn't think about what I'm about to do I'm on some, this couldn't be real this can't be true [Verse 2: ILL Bill] I was, Too Young To Fall In Love like Mötley Crüe Too young, I pulled a gun and I shot this dude It was over a girl, foolish pride, I was crucified Just another youthful juvenile, doing time Forgive me mama, I never meant for you to cry Went to trial, I was sent to do a two to five Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough And I ain't no punk, here you fix your face or get your face fixed Facelift, predicate cutter, you get you face ripped They'll bust your shit wide open and make you leak You better chill out, before I birthday cake your feet Not a bad guy, I don't wanna catch mad time So I chill with work release in the back of my mind But the guy that I popped wasn't dead He's locked up in here now too and wants revenge I got shanked in my bed You might also like[Chorus: Darp Malone] I found out that I was, too young, not grown I was, not ready for a world so cold I was, not prepared to make it on my own I was, not ready for what life unfolds And it was, too much, too soon I couldn't tell if what I felt was false or true I didn't think about what I'm about to do I'm on some, this couldn't be real this can't be true [Verse 3: Slaine] I was too young to say no, too young to yell nope Old enough to taste anger but not enough to smell hope Thirteen years old, my beloved mother had just passed I started puffing grass, drinking forties, cutting class My father always used to beat on me and bust my ass repeatedly I couldn't wait to get a change of scenery I never had a dream, nobody believed in me These mean streets are the only thing I've seen, defeat I'm sixteen, being free, chewing vics and percs Caught a OC habit quick, and my life got worse Cause now I'm sick unless I get a pill, so my head is filled With deep schemes, my tolerance, I let it build But when street dreams and quick cash is difficult You find you get the same high cheap from sniffing dope Now I'm shooting with the neighborhood people Nobody could save me from evil, I'm a slave to the needle I'm too young! [Chorus: Darp Malone] I found out that I was, too young, not grown I was, not ready for a world so cold I was, not prepared to make it on my own I was, not ready for what life unfolds And it was, too much, too soon I couldn't tell if what I felt was false or true I didn't think about what I'm about to do I'm on some, this couldn't be real this can't be true I found out that I was, too young, not grown I was, not ready for a world so cold I was, not prepared to make it on my own I was, not ready for what life unfolds And it was, too much, too soon I couldn't tell if what I felt was false or true I didn't think about what I'm about to do I'm on some, this couldn't be real this can't be true |