Youth - Tune-Yards

Don’t let them tell you that your shit isn’t brown

Listen to them long enough and you’ll begin to drown

And all the plastic-eyed 30-somethings trip to the mall

Disposing of their incomes buying chunks of the wall

You got to ask yourself the question is my shit not red

Am I dying on the inside taking shots to the head?

They’re going to get you, they’ll get you.

Its' already done

Chalk it up to all the time you wasted having fun

Youth

The youth knows the truth

They’re chomping at the bit until they wag a loose tooth

Youth

The youth is not a lie

If you never caught a rabbit then you ain’t no friend of mine

She asked her mamma, «Can I go run around?»

Her mamma said, «Sit right there and honey don’t make a sound»

You’ve got to push that, and bake it, mock it with a t *

And put it in the oven for baby and me

You’ve got to ask yourself the question am I shit out of luck

Am I a have or a have not and baby who gives a fuck?

You’ve got to deep* that on now from the pain you feel inside

A hundred million dollars when your soul up and dies

Youth

The youth knows the truth

But you bloody up their faces screaming words of untruth

The youth

The youth is not a line

If you never caught a rabbit then you ain’t no friend of mine

Somewhere a bird is throwing caution to the wind

Flying to the sun which melts both feathers and skin

I’ve got my kidneys, my weak heart, the wheeze in my lungs

All the earthlings could play kickball with my liver and my gums

You’ve got to ask yourself the question and repeat it everyday

Say what’s happenin over there to me on the hill…**

Tear it up for the sister

Rip it up for the child

The youth

The youth knows the truth

But you put us all in prison though you got no proof

The youth

The youth is not a crime

If you never caught a rabbit then you ain’t no friend of mine