Tune-Yards
Youth
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
*Back it up right until we both knockin over these till the kneecaps*

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