Juvenile Lyrics

Juvenile, I'm turning 40 sparking off a riot

While live keeps boring me I feel like Wyatt Earp in the open field

Just waiting for pursuers

Shoot me in the back!

Juvenile, my heart keeps bleeding on the inside

With every chance I get to feel alive

Distructive forces for my bee-hive in the winter

Sting me in the back!

Stranger things will happen to you, my friend

If everything goes well, you might understand

You try to please and play with your favorite band until the very end of ends

You had the world, we had the village

You had the world

Juvenile, I'm going big before I go home

My walking stick performance Broadway show

This kind of music makes you die a little slower

Slower than in real time

Juvenile, your backbone's bony but your will is great

Your profile's phony so you will escape

The trap they set for you is waiting for the moment

Waiting for its day to come

Juvenile, I'm getting touched by every moonlight

Your causing chaos in a street fight

The bullies came for you calling out your name

Calling for a third chance

Juvenile, you heard the scream of an abandoned child

A lucid dream you enjoyed all the while

And now it seems as all the years go by

You're just living to die

Stranger things will happen to you, my friend

If everything goes well, you might understand

You try to please and play with your favorite band until the very end of ends

You had the world, we had the village You had the world, we had the village

You had the world, we had the village You had the world, we had the village

You had the world, we had the village You had the world, we had the village

You had the world, we had the village You had the world, we had the village