Young Me - Micah Bournes, Propaganda

I was young and black

A gangsta rapper’s all I wanna be

That’s what happen when you

Born and raised up in the LBC

Bumpin' dat Snoop and Dr Dre

Kurupt and Nate and Warren G

Momma and Daddy was the strictest

So I didn’t run the streets

Still I got addicted to lyricists

Crippin' on the sickest beats

Any message they was spittin'

Was the slickest thing to me

Never get twisted ghettos exist

Because of white supremacy

But I gotta call these gifted MCs

To accountability

There is a difference tween

Reflecting oppressive realities

And glorifyin the tragedies

Makin our people bleed

I did not care for truth

Unless the beat was knockin' too

And hip hop was the vehicle

That got my thinkin' out the sewer

A DM from a youngin

Say he grew up on my music

That’s why I fill these melodies

With knowledge hope and trueness

For every rapper puppet

Jive and shuckin' like a clown

Prop and Bournes spit dat gourmet

Refusin' to dumb it down

I do it for dope boys

I do it for hoop dreams

I do it for church boys

Who never run in the streets

For brothas in the burbs

Spittin' bars makin' beats

I do it for black boys

I do it for young me

I do it for rollin 20s

I do it for insane

I do it for the babies

And homies who don’t bang

I do it for the brothas

Growin' up in Long Beach

I do it for black boys

I do it for young me

Yeah I was creepin' with them vatos

On them streets of S.G.V

Jason Rojas said no mo Slick Rick

You now rock Eazy E

Roll with me, you finna learn and see

This who you 'spose to be

Carried all that until I learned how to rap

When we moved out to the I. E

Tres Puntos Rep west coast

That’s my responsibility

Till my OG Ronnie Robles put me on to graffiti

This hit different How’d I missed it

Clack clack ksss kssss

Now I’m addicted

We would listen to Project Blowed

Aceyalone changed my mission

Gave me a chance

Showed me some options

Made my imagination grow

I make music for the crew of kids

Who really just don’t know

This where we live

This where we from

This how it goes

We ain’t dumb

We ain’t done either

Write this for the young me

I do it for dope boys

I do it for hoop dreams

I do it for church boys

Who never run in the streets

For brothas in the burbs

Spittin' bars makin' beats

I do it for black boys

I do it for young me

I do it for rollin 20s

I do it for insane

I do it for the babies

And homies who don’t bang

I do it for the brothas

Growin' up in Long Beach

I do it for black boys

I do it for young me

Young me

Check me out

Homie you should be so proud

Cause you grew into a man

And you became a rapper now

Young me

Check me out

Homie you should be so proud

Cause you never gave up on the future

You was dreamin' bout

Young me

Check me out

Homie you should be so proud

'cause you grew into a man

And you became a rapper now

Young me

Check me out

Homie you should be so proud

'cause you never gave up on the future

You was dreamin' bout