And this is dedicated to the young world, hey young world...
-Layzie Bone-
Now, I be the baddest thugsta out there/ I been sayin this shit since last year, screamin out "Mo Thug!" everytime yall (Cenz.)/ Blast your horn and keep goin (Beep beep) they ain't knowin, that it ain't about ourselves but our babies still growin/ What the fuss about? (Cenz.) what you beefin fo'? (Huh)/ Don't make me let this heata go, a (Cenz.) betta slow his roll/ Test his soul while we tryin to see how (Cenz.) survivin'/ Bobbin and weavin to stay alive, and while them masses keep on vibin, scribin?/ To meet perfection, neglectin none of the rules, this shit gets hard bein broke/ Take your ass back to school if you don't know, (Cenz.) get (Cenz.) be ready to flip/ Runnin wild, through the jungle tryin not to fall in a pit now what you see is what you get, nothin more nothin less/ Either you cursed, or you bless every (Cenz.) just filled with stress, nevertheless don't let it consume you/ A real G got time to, but bull (Cenz.) on your mind fool just keep on vibin
-(Layzie Bone) with Felecia-Chorus-
Hey young world (What what?!?)/ Tryna do this right (Tryna do this right), tryna live our life (We tryna live our life) luxurious (Please keep the vibe goin')...
-Layzie Bone-
I might of, did some thangs wrong, but it ain't for you to judge me/ I keep lookin toward the future, and it really be lookin lovely/ Scrub be, contemplatin playa hatin and get tired of all this (Cenz.) puttin out, I'm thinkin they time expired, fire it up/ Lil souljah, ain't no need to stress, why you wonderin if you blessed?/ Nevertheless I come to best/ Test these thugs, help these scrubs (What?!?) only in your dreams/ Every (Cenz.) thats on my team be always count for the green, bling bling be the bad thats why I be makin these (Cenz.) mad/ Wish I had the time and patience to really be your dad, you bad lil (Cenz.) bring home some A's and B's and never settle for them C's just count them 1, 2, 3's/ And if Jesus play the game, well its up to you to listen/ It's uzi that you benchin, well it ain't for me to mention/ Tension always fillin up, it wouldn't be real if I didn't say this, this mother (Cenz.) beat bangin and thats why you got to play this
-Kids with Felecia-Hook-
Hear the children falling down, falling down, falling down/ Can't ya hear us calling now, calling now, calling now?
-Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-
And it's like, each one, teach one and I'm hopin that I can reach one cause if I can save one lost soul, than my duty here'll be done/ Ain't no tellin where I'd be if E didn't have no love for me, prolly locked up in a jail cell or under the ground dead homie/ Thats why I be thankful, only kick it with my real families, hatas be out there to shank you/ You don't want to have to kill no man, so on tha otha hand I overcome around the drama (Cenz.) better peep my messiah and put this on my momma/ All of them loud, talkin show (Cenz.) always get caught up in it, see it (Cenz.) we in this here to win it/ Only real (Cenz.) be about it, never have to talk about it/ Mo! Thug we shout it, and you already know what the level is/ Its strictly biz (Cenz.) its never personal, so get away from that bull (Cenz.) concentrate on that real (Cenz.)/ Deal wit it, we got one life to live and I ain't got no hype to give/ This how it is, thug love!