SuroH XIII - Youth Is Powerful lyrics

[Verse 1: Shinin' Kid] Tha Power's expressed in silence Shinin' Kid, Suroh always next to the scene Don't you forget that my favorite is the machete ? First name Jason, and I ain't gotta talk dirty They be sleeping on us cause we the dream team You know ? They told me "Switch your BlackBerry to iPhone" Device told me "Too hot needa cool down ,getta of my zone..." If you see me walking face down it's cause I like watching clouds Hatin' my nine one cause I got that nimbus cloud Next to my flow, Gollum would look cute Raping the beat so loud prolly get a lawsuit Y'all really got sick of F-L-U bars SCD always H-O-T on'em tracks "I'm number one" (so am I) But ain't the one who's lying Soon you'll hear about the reign of Shinin' King Cause the way we kick rhymes, Sterling-Sturridge on the field Goal ain't an issue, we just kickin' it before scoring You know, age ain't nothing but a digit I'm pretty sure I can teach you how to molest a beat Matter fact they actin' like teenagers cause they hating I'm a madaf**ing mad scientist in the making You're 'bout to express the feeling of talkin with no air That's just a little spark from the fire that I can spit All the ambition you got simply reduced to despair Here's my recipe to prolly make another hit, wa**up Pfiou mais qu'est-ce que jfouuuuus la ? I'm so high, J'pourrais dire n'importe quoi Check me out Même si ton mec s'appelle Jordan il m'arrive pas à la cheville Avec le rythme scd que j'ai pris je risque de l'achever Ohhhhh... Sometimes I wonder why I'm silly like that? Pretending that Tinashe is my main Yeah I know that's insane Being clever can be so bad for my brain But it's a part of my game Look, they ask me to lose but lo que tengo es la Luz, comprende? Cause I gotta make myself clear, puis merde, j'en ai a**ez.. Paiting my vision of the world with the I'z Of a Kid Only got pen and a paper et tu connais la suite Just step aside if you just tryna eat my meal All them hyenas in the jungle gotta keep it real Caution : When I come up n***a Deflagration when I blow up Y'all lucky I ain't born an American Cause all them bars wouldn't be easy to carry then My accent make'em words taste gastronomic Unfortunately you ain't smelling that sh** That's ironic Top chef n***a Ain't f**in with too many negus Blackening my pages Cause I don't want these negus to add wrong spices Nah'm talkin' bout ? $uroH bring the heat come on [Verse 2: $uroH XIII] ‎22 I don't tote 22's I'm 22 perfect caliber age to k** you Young but King f** the Queen Dream your life or live your dreams Young n***a it's up to you I'm fresh as f** all these n***as copy and paste All them b**hes wanna make me them first and last I'm human torch Pac and Biggie be ghosts Whispering bout my flow " Keep it up n***a ! Bravo! " I'm too French to be polite n***a f** the World Your b**h is surrounded by stems Call her flappy bird Remember that, Young n***as powerful If Y'all wanna grind Y'all need our power Fuel Muthaf**as