Letras:
Shyheim The Lost Generation

Haaaaaa, and it don't stop and it don't stop Rugged Child got the world prop nigga Can you feel it Can you feel it (Do I gotta cock my pistol?) [Shyheim

(feat. Lamisha Grinstead, Keemeelah Williams) [1:] Baby don't front you know you want me See it in your eyes you can't lie you know you want me Give

to this, only thug niggaz bounce to this, word up, I wan't no fruitcake ass ? niggaz bouncing to this shit right here, word up, strictly hardcore only, check it [Shyheim

the law Stapleton on the rise, twenty-seven wearin lives From day one until they none don't take it as no suprise [Chorus] [Verse Three: Shyheim]

Yeah yeah, hah Where all my niggaz at? We up in here, what? Word up, all my peoples Crim-criminals in the penile Where ya at? Cats sacking green Bill

[Shyheim] "Sup, how was your ride." "It was long, but I'm aiiight." "True, true." "So you takin care of yourself in here?" "No question, I gets down

msayin son? Yo son Of the young Shaolin Monks, chickenheads will get done You the first man, you go first son [Verse One: Shyheim] I'm mobb deep, in