Fly Young Gods Lyrics

From out the slum yard

The catacombs

This for them kids

Never had hugs never love

And never had a home

Cocaine smell acetone

Through the pissy hallwayz

Feeling hungry

Break the coke up

Sniff the bag alone

Boost from the nasal drip

As the tenants summon demons

Smoking dust embalming fluid

Flaming angel wet

These were some trying times

So I devised a plan to get myself up out of trouble

Everytime i wrote a rhyme

Pain brought me lazer focus

Lived my life on high alert

Because my enemies was looking for me

Tryna smoke us

Snow stomping blunt guts

And Munchies always at the chinos

Fly young gods

In buildings as vecinos

When we congregate

Together as a force to those opposing

Had the mountain gear and dolomite boots

Our worlds frozen

Cooking crack up

Cold kitchen vapor on the exhale

Dutchmasters split down the middle

Then we set sail

( It was a different world back then, there were no iphones. Nothing, we were all hyper focused on each other, it was some real s*** you had to develop the Eagle eye or you wouldn't fucking make it.)

Loosies were a quarter flat

And every time we got together on the park benches

Blunts lit before we rap

Panasonic radios and poppin in them clue tapes

Doing dirt throughout the night

Theyll find out when the news breaks

A pack dogs, mongrels we did the streets dirty

Cuban sandwiches

Was home by 5am to sleep early

Then was up by 5

Invigorating what a time to be alive

The cities infrastructure made it such

That we aint have to drive

Tunnels were the trains at

The elevators reeked of piss

My senses on alert

Adrenal system blow the weed to mist

central park

Laying on a flat rock and shrooming

These have been my experiences

When human

Was a rugged time

Secaucus

We rolling out to Millcreek

96 society hill they my peoples

And we still speak

Some old heads

Our mothers puffed joints and rocked pro keds

A demon fom the past emerges

And his eyes glow red