Legendary, let's keep the youths, they're merry
The one bag of wine is necessary
Some of them gon' mix up in a way no concern them
Do they know they at a fire start, burn them
Righteousness, teach that to them to learn them
They can't run away, right way we have to turn them
Black people nice, no matter who you are, terms them
All the poorest black people, who will affirm them
From the bottom up because you know what terms them
From the side of the mind because you know what terms them
Full of the women, them belly with the sperms, them
Big up the ghetto youths, I'm done, I can't burn them