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Cydel Young[Hook:]Cydel Young they feel me in Belgium And when I die I'm going back to the heavens I fell from I fell from Back to the heavens I fell from Cydel Young they feel me in Belgium And when I die I'm going back to the heavens I fell from Back to the heavens I fell from Back (back) to the heavens I fell from [Verse 1 - CyHi The Prynce:] My father named me Cydel My momma pushed out a diamond Took out the del off my name and put the H-I behind it That's CY-HI short for your HIghness Then I added The Prynce So you know where my mind is My sister asked me when I'm goin' to get married When it's affordable to get my wife six carats Supposed to have a brother but my mother had a miscarriage So every blessing he was supposed to get I'll inherit I really wanted to be an athlete So it's the Olympics every time me and the track meet I'm so ahead of my time I'm finna lap me I know the Lord is Thy Shepherd though I am the black sheep I ain't gotta act street you can aks B It was nothing to get off of key Like a wack beat I hit the gas let the 'lac creep My partner riding shotgun same thing was in the back seat I ain't worried bout niggas sayin' I'm wack Cause when I was in the traps Some niggas really tried to wack me Ya don't really know the feeling Prynce ain't from Queens But I've seen supreme dope dealing King pin shit in this ring is no squealing Disciplined gangsters no women no children At the age of nineteen I had the coupe no ceiling Selling fruit while I'm bumping number two Lord Willin If I ever make a million I don't want to lose it all; Curt Schilling I got a homie who didn't deserve prison Tried to tell him that the man he killed wasn't worth killing But that's the life of a young goon When it rains it pours called in the monsoon I'm hoping that his day come soon Memories of us rapping beatin' on the table in the lunchroom [Hook:] Cydel Young they feel me in Belgium And when I die I'm going back to the heavens I fell from I fell from Back to the heavens I fell from Cydel Young they feel me in Belgium And when I die I'm going back to the heavens I fell from Back to the heavens I fell from Back (back) to the heavens I fell from [Verse 2 - CyHi The Prynce:] Cydel Young homie I'm seldom Seen in the club because I go to sleep like at 12 some I used to sell plums I'm used to the bail bonds Man you niggas actin' like going to jail's fun When Butchy got shot I instantly felt numb We was like fifteen when we first held guns But beef can get you killed tho At least for twenty years when you gotta lot at stake It's gotta be well done Tales from a place where ain't no fair ones This my gift from God my nigga you welcome A buncha rappers bootleggin' my rhymes These niggas tryinta illegally sell rum But they liquor is cheap Rapping like I'm in a gym Working on my figure of speech I'm going back to the original me Back before all my friends shitted on me Playin' sideline bus in the middle the street Before my girlfriend became a miserable freak One man's trash is another man's treasure And I mean that literally I was cool with the killers and thieves Got black eyes from fist fights they tried to Forest Whitaker me But I survived shorty I survived I knew I would be famous my nigga I'm not surprised Came a long way from hamburgers and apple pies I was so broke sometimes I couldn't ask for fries But I knew that God had a plan for me All the problems in my life made a man of me Took three bags to my folks at Scottsdale Came back with like twenty grand on me Call me watcha want Just don't put your hands on me I'm Cyhi but everybody on Redan know me [Hook:] Cydel Young they feel me in Belgium And when I die I'm going back to the heavens I fell from I fell from Back to the heavens I fell from Cydel Young they feel me in Belgium And when I die I'm going back to the heavens I fell from Back to the heavens I fell from Back (back) to the heavens I fell from |