Young and You Know It ft. Syndrome Lyrics

Young and you know it

Heavenly skies

They meet me in the night rise

Blue haze

Cools me during the day

Cold fifties

Buy a tank of gas

Im driving to take care of tasks

None of these burden

I'm still wordin'

One of them 90's children

They are feeding us pills again

Music incorporated

Spotify listenin'

People hissen'

Relationships need rewirin'

Conglomerate of clay and iron

Head stays sharp, so I can enlighten

Chill blue like Tennessee Titans

Whiskey from another fountain

Kansas brandy for special occasions

Happy with all the time With what I'm wasting

Achieving goals aren't impossible in this location

Whole USA fighting a Covid invasion

I love the country when it comes to innovation

Born a lil' while ago but I am not old

Young and you know it

Still nothing comes before the God of creation

Remembering him when it comes to starvation

Especially since

Jesus visited the poor locations

Someday knowledge will let us out of prison

Another day college will send us on a mission

At this time we still down for blazing

I can climb

Science is amazing

Teaching us to look at things more crazy

It isn't good to us when we are lazy

Still There's a pill for that

Someway to lose fat

Or a way to change things

I could work out

But I grind my vats

At the end of the day I relax

Still I can refuse the gainsay

I do every other day

Dignity for oneself is our mainstay

Able to lend support to the needy

As long as age hasn't made us greedy

Born a lil' while ago but I am not old

Young and you know it

Young, you must know it

Born a lil while ago

And I'm still growin'

Sprung on how my wife is goin'

Ready for a timeless show

With her you know

She makes it flow

Apart from flicks

And strange chicks

I dig the world mix

Sometimes the devils wont take hints

Like to call me old

As if to be so bold

The young ins got wit

I was born for this

Cameos into showbiz

That's my name

Carl Steven Jung

Born for fame

The Lord made me happy

Even after the bee stung

Lean on me I'm healthy

I'm a seed to be buried

Now I call that young

Ever living hereafter scales

To a million one hundred pales

Still enough ages to drink a billion ales