Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Days of My Youth, artist - Napoleon Da Legend. Date of issue: 26.06.2016
Song language: English
Days of My Youth |
| Verse 1: Napoleon Da Legend |
| Nothing like the smell of mom’s cooking |
| Something hot on the stove |
| Snot nose I was a trouble maker god knows never judge a |
| Book by its cover an album either Malcom |
| Was a leader as a young man |
| He was a thief in the land of savages |
| We never turn the other cheek |
| Underneath a tree we look for shade |
| And feel the summer breeze |
| Scheming on a come-up teachers |
| At school they never loved us |
| All too often our grades reflected our skin color |
| A coincidence maybe called us lethargic and lazy |
| My Italian shorty used to steal garments from Macy’s |
| Then lace me with the latest Hilfigers and Nautica |
| I used to try to moonwalk with |
| Some Michael Jackson moccasins |
| Scuffles and brawls playing pick-up ball |
| Dodging the stick up kids at the mall used to pick up broads |
| With corny lines young horny minds |
| We used to trade porn and climb |
| Fences and arouse our 5 senses all the time |
| Chorus: Napoleon Da Legend x 2 |
| Can’t get back the days of my youth so I just think back |
| To days where the world would be so simple |
| Where we lived at |
| We was large day dreaming wishing on stars |
| Play ball kick bars and get broads |
| Verse 2: Napoleon Da Legend |
| Huh petty rivalries we used to play 21 and 33 |
| I was a fan of Hardaway 23 and number 3 |
| Not Penny but the UTEP two step |
| Those were the days before my pops |
| And momma dukes split |
| Chest burning tasting liquor for the first time |
| An anime fanatic a cool kid with a nerd’s mind |
| My first tip jam with one hand felt like the man |
| Mimicked moves from above the rim and NBA Jams |
| Listened to WU, Onyx and Pac, Biggie and Nas |
| De La and Tribe rap albums in the 90s were live |
| B-sides were the jewels house parties were the move |
| Hunting for shorties to pull |
| The chicks were wack at my school |
| 99 cent singles from Sam Goody me and my man Doogie |
| Rocking Starter jackets Champion hoodies |
| Down in White Oak |
| Use to analyze the mind of white folks |
| Playing a thin line walking a tight rope |
| Chorus: Napoleon Da Legend x 1 |
| Verse 3: Napoleon Da Legend |
| Nodding off fighting not to fall |
| Asleep while the teacher speak |
| Wrote a note to my crush and she rejected me |
| I was on blast she spread the word through the school |
| A humiliating lesson had to learn how to move |
| I wasn’t smooth then rather naïve and green |
| Hoop dreams my fundamentals were clean |
| Would cop the new released Air Forces |
| Would mix and match all colors Karl Kani |
| And Cross Colors Akademics and Enyce |
| Academics came easy but it wasn’t me |
| Only place I felt at home was rhyming over beats |
| Hit the movies for some inspiration with one |
| Ticket we would go see 3 call some chicks and go to DC |
| Hit up Adam’s Morgan on a Friday night |
| Under aged but still found a way to slide inside |
| Grab a chick’s number on a napkin |
| Couldn’t afford to drink but made due with what |
| We had it’s nothing for a king |