J.A.Y.J & Feint Ink - Because We're Young (B.W.Y) lyrics

[Verse 1 : J.A.Y.J] Last time I checked I came on a slave ship And last time I checked I was working double shifts Now pay attention to this The problem is I knew what I wanted and someone stole my list Placing shackles on my mind Taking shackles off my wrist Views to make me blind these gla** ceilings I resist I resist! Your party politics And your terrorists Your cla** and cla**ists The way I see it only a few are rich Got everyone else on a waiting list in factory lines Working over time Spending what they made to ease their minds The struggle is great The pain is real But Our lips are sealed Because out dreams are real [Chorus : J.A.Y.J ] All because I'm young they try to fool Building their prisons to try to hold me I'm young but you can't control me Try all you want but you can't control me now Can't control me X 3 You can't control me now [ Verse 2 : B Cimple ] What's wrong we just living life to the fullest All i want to do is rap Ain't got time for dodging bullets They say knowledge is power But We don't know how to use it So I take it with a daily dose of herb And I fuse it with this music that I'm feeding ya'll And things won't change unless you get involved Cause the government will never try to save us all Yea they say the truth hurts Being controlled by different versions of religion since birth They say Christ was born in Bethlehem so he can't be white Youths use common sense and paint these pictures right just Open up your mind a bit And lets acknowledge it don't sit quietly And let the white man plague us with his viruses Forced to co-exist so we be rolling blunts and spliffs To elevate our minds Seeking further knowledge of the way to live our lives Don't be fooled by your pride The better way is to survive BC [Chorus : J.A.Y.J ] All because I'm young they try to fool Building their prisons to try to hold me I'm young but you can't control me Try all you want but you can't control me now Can't control me X 3 You can't control me now [Verse 3 : Feint Ink ] It goes one word Two stories Different lives Same memories History being fed to us Slavery is a happy meal Diet sodas, nuclear waste Pretty much are the same Who you trying to fool I do not believe In your saving grace Only weapon of ma** destruction Is the human brain Searching for terrorist Without existence they escape Fighting wars over nothing But for the fun of it While power is being used Just to get away from it Minds are bought for decisions Via trade ships Yet hierarchy flourishes Though we all basic Our rights are controlled By a system Who made it No one knows But we follow lead Like puppet strings Rather walk alone On a path that I painted Than live in lies Heard many times while conflicted Raise my hands to ask questions Always met with You're too young Too foolish Don't try to explain this... Ad libs