Likkle Youth Man Dem
Boot Camp Clik Lyrics


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(Chorus)
Ride wit me, so easily
To the other side of the Timberland tree
You can walk wit me, smoke freely
On the other of the Timberland tree

(Steele)
Likkle Youth Man Dem, said "What's up trooper?"
No disrespect, to Timothy, cuz I know how the Utah
You a true star, shine ya light no matter what ya mood for
I got my eye on you, cuz you represent the future

(Louieville Sluggah)
We be ya gun busters, your gold rushers
Quick to touch and stuff ya, D.O. quicker picker upper, truth

(Starang Wondah)
My mind dwellin, there's no tellin who you see whore
Ac' and night, pass to the right
Cuz the weed cause speed ball
Through time laughin, jokin, smokin
Talkin about AK blastin

(Top Dog Big Kahuna)
Don't make me madder than, I am already
Despite it might be a fight, between a loose bullet and a machete
I'm steadily raisin my voice to prove a point
Better be on point, or join inside to put my joint
Like Spike, we might desice to act up
You relax, huh, it was Likkle Youth Man, the attacker

(Hook)
Likkle Youth Man Dem, Likkle, Likkle Youth Man
You can take a walk wit me and see
Likkle, Likkle, Youth Man Dem, Likkle Youth Man
To the other side of the Timberland tree

(Chorus)

(Tek)
What it is? And welcome to the real world, Dig'
I'm not tryin to prophecize, I just wanna see ya life
But you insist on beein face, to let the world mind them
Die die, gon, you curse your mother, wit no problem
And steal a chicken, act fly, you couldn't hold back the cry
When officer mon come give your last pat on ya back side
Offi' take a look at eye, no meet 'em trife and bar
Because I choose jah and live as rastafari

(Louieville Sluggah)
You can, touch me, hear me, smell, see and feel me
I pray to God, that makes me real G.O.D.

(Steele)
I see young bloods in the street yards
Talkin bout "Peace, God", seen God, became a piece
And nigga slang how hard, to be, but I take you through
If you got a few, do it right, somethin like the God rule,
the yonder do

(Louieville Sluggah)
I see what you mean, I feel, my brother's don't listen
But how to capitalize, is how my rod is fishin
Deep sea, water, time is gettin shorter
So books and things, they get tossed upon the brawler

(Steele)
Yea, but a lesson learned is a jewel earned for the keepin
So I stay reachin and keep my ass out the precinct

(Starang Wondah)
So, whose to say, crews today
Is really what them bullshit out there, that niggas is tryin to say
Everything I hear, niggas talk about that
They be walkin the streets, and be off wit the gat
Niggas act like you know, if you don't know how to act
Then ya set ya self up for the Originoo Gunn Clap

(Top Dog Big Kahuna)
We are the wickedest Gunn from outta New York
People them talk about them Gunn out the buck
You want them to get just brought up, you fool ed' up
War is in the midst, and the richie wound up deader

(Starang Wondah)
Just the other day, my man from around the way
Used to brag to me, how he smoked a pound a day
He said "Resistance" niggas get hit up wit the instance
Struck from a far, boyakah from a distance

(Chorus)

(Steele)
As I knowledge the environment, I ascend
On a mission, reminiscin bout memories missin
Wishin bout moves I should of made
Games I should of never played
Nights I should of stayed in the crib

(Tek)
It's been a while since my sun shine
So many dark clouds out tryin to smother mine
As soon as my boot touch asphalt
Plain clothes and those molds, beemin at my grill, tryin assault
Out my features, sayin I match pictures
They had in they possession, said they wanted out for question

(Steele)
No lesson soon that we know never
Where I'm goin, what I'm doin, who, showin who's proven
All I see is fools gluin on the corner snoozin
Choosin routes that leave them ass out, straight loosin
Whose in the case to faced for some irrelevant cause
Fightin was that keep the people back off the walls
Of course you be lookin out, like feel look out on the spot
Bout be tooken out, jakes stickin out, where we hangin out
So while I'm just tryin to see how you makin out
What you thinkin bout, who you thinkin bout
Seein if it's me then, will it be to make a meanin
Right now, seems to be the place





(Chorus 2X)

Overall Meaning

The song “Likkle Youth Man Dem” by Boot Camp Clik talks about the struggles faced by the younger generation in urban areas. The chorus talks about taking a trip to the other side of the “Timberland tree”, which is a metaphor for escaping the harsh realities of the streets and engaging in peaceful activities like walking and smoking weed. Different members of the group contribute verses that delve into various aspects of life in the rough urban environment, including police harassment, crime, poverty, and lack of opportunities. The lyrics speak to the resilience of the younger generation, their struggle for survival, and their hope for a brighter future.


Louieville Sluggah’s verse touches on the group’s identity as “gun busters, gold rushers” who quickly react to threats and stay true to their principles. Steele talks about the importance of positive role models, particularly in representing the future of the community. Tek’s verse emphasizes the need for young people to change their ways and avoid getting caught up in criminal activities. Overall, the song serves as a call to action for the younger generation to stay focused on their goals and strive for better opportunities, with the hope of breaking the cycle of poverty and violence.


Line by Line Meaning

Ride wit me, so easily
Come along with me effortlessly


To the other side of the Timberland tree
To a different area, where we can be free


You can walk wit me, smoke freely
Join me, and we can walk and smoke without worry


Likkle Youth Man Dem, said "What's up trooper?"
Young boys ask how you're doing, soldier


No disrespect, to Timothy, cuz I know how the Utah
No disrespect to the police, because I know how they operate


You a true star, shine ya light no matter what ya mood for
You shine bright, regardless of your mood


I got my eye on you, cuz you represent the future
I'm keeping an eye on you, as you are the future


We be ya gun busters, your gold rushers
We are the ones who tear apart the competition and claim the prize


Quick to touch and stuff ya, D.O. quicker picker upper, truth
We are quick to finish you off, and the truth is we never miss


My mind dwellin, there's no tellin who you see whore
My mind wanders, and there's no telling who you might find there


Ac' and night, pass to the right
During the day and night, we pass the joint to the right


Cuz the weed cause speed ball
Marijuana causes a surge of energy


Through time laughin, jokin, smokin
As time passes, we laugh, joke, and smoke


Talkin about AK blastin
Talking about using AK-47s


Don't make me madder than, I am already
Don't provoke me any further


Despite it might be a fight, between a loose bullet and a machete
It might come down to a fight between shooting and using a machete


I'm steadily raisin my voice to prove a point
I'm raising my voice to make my point clear


Better be on point, or join inside to put my joint
Be alert or you might get hit, like a joint being passed around


Like Spike, we might decide to act up
Like Spike Lee, we might choose to misbehave


You relax, huh, it was Likkle Youth Man, the attacker
Don't get too comfortable, as the attacker might be a young boy


Likkle Youth Man Dem, Likkle, Likkle Youth Man
Little youth men, little, little youth man


You can take a walk wit me and see
You can join me for a walk and witness


What it is? And welcome to the real world, Dig'
What's up, and welcome to the harsh reality


I'm not tryin to prophecize, I just wanna see ya life
I'm not trying to predict the future, I just want to see you alive


But you insist on beein face, to let the world mind them
But you choose to confront and let the world's opinions affect you


Die die, gon, you curse your mother, wit no problem
You disrespect your own mother without hesitation


And steal a chicken, act fly, you couldn't hold back the cry
You steal a chicken, act cool, but end up crying


When officer mon come give your last pat on ya back side
When the police officers give you their final punishment


Offi' take a look at eye, no meet 'em trife and bar
Police take a hard, scrutinizing look


Because I choose jah and live as rastafari
Because I choose god and live as a Rastafarian


I pray to God, that makes me real G.O.D.
I pray to god, who makes me a true gangsta


I see young bloods in the street yards
I see young gang members in the streets


Talkin bout "Peace, God", seen God, became a piece
Talking about peace, calling each other god, but still violent


And nigga slang how hard, to be, but I take you through
Talking about how difficult it is, but I'll guide you through


If you got a few, do it right, somethin like the God rule
If you have something, do it properly, like the rules of god


Deep sea, water, time is gettin shorter
Like deep water, time is running out


So books and things, they get tossed upon the brawler
Books and education get thrown away in violent situations


Yea, but a lesson learned is a jewel earned for the keepin
A lesson learned is valuable and should be remembered


So I stay reachin and keep my ass out the precinct
So I keep learning and avoiding the police station


Whose to say, crews today
Who knows what's happening with gangs these days


Is really what them bullshit out there, that niggas is tryin to say
What they're saying might not be true


Everything I hear, niggas talk about that
All I hear is talk about gang violence


They be walkin the streets, and be off wit the gat
They walk the streets armed


Niggas act like you know, if you don't know how to act
Act like you know, but if you don't, don't act recklessly


Then ya set ya self up for the Originoo Gunn Clap
Then you put yourself in danger of getting shot


We are the wickedest Gunn from outta New York
We are the most dangerous gang in New York


People them talk about them Gunn out the buck
People talk about the guns we carry


You want them to get just brought up, you fool ed' up
If you want to bring them up, you're foolish


War is in the midst, and the richie wound up deader
There is a war going on, and the rich end up dead


Just the other day, my man from around the way
Just recently, my friend from the area


Used to brag to me, how he smoked a pound a day
Used to boast to me about how much he smoked


He said "Resistance" niggas get hit up wit the instance
He said that those who resist get shot immediately


Struck from a far, boyakah from a distance
Shot from afar, quickly and accurately


As I knowledge the environment, I ascend
As I learn about my surroundings, I rise above


On a mission, reminiscin bout memories missin
On a mission, remembering what's missing


Wishin bout moves I should of made
Wishing I had made different choices


Games I should of never played
Games I never should have gotten involved in


Nights I should of stayed in the crib
Nights I should have stayed home


It's been a while since my sun shine
It's been a while since things went well for me


So many dark clouds out tryin to smother mine
So many bad things happening to me


As soon as my boot touch asphalt
As soon as I step outside


Plain clothes and those molds, beemin at my grill, tryin assault
Undercover police and others staring at me, trying to intimidate me


Out my features, sayin I match pictures
Looking at my face, saying I fit the description


They had in they possession, said they wanted out for question
Saying they want to take me in for questioning


No lesson soon that we know never
We never seem to learn


Where I'm goin, what I'm doin, who, showin who's proven
Where I'm headed, what I'm doing, and who's proving themselves


All I see is fools gluin on the corner snoozin
All I see are foolish people hanging out and wasting time


Choosin routes that leave them ass out, straight loosin
Choosing paths that lead to failure


Whose in the case to faced for some irrelevant cause
Who's going to be blamed for something meaningless


Fightin was that keep the people back off the walls
Fighting is what keeps people from feeling trapped


Of course you be lookin out, like feel look out on the spot
Of course you should be alert, like watching out in a dangerous area


Bout be tooken out, jakes stickin out, where we hangin out
About to be arrested, with police watching where we hang out


So while I'm just tryin to see how you makin out
So I'm trying to see how you're doing


What you thinkin bout, who you thinkin bout
What are you thinking about, and who are you thinking about?


Seein if it's me then, will it be to make a meanin
Seeing if I have a purpose in your life


Right now, seems to be the place
Right now, this seems like the right place to be




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@AlmightyEvil1

Long live BCC

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@AlmightyEvil1

Good shit.

@Well_fed_crackhead

Never heard this version but now I'm wondering where the hell I heard the version I know since it's not on YouTube.

@oldtanellesses

It was a hidden track on The OGC - Da Storm CD. I'm guessing they didn't clear the sample - which is partially replayed here (poorly)

@Well_fed_crackhead

@@oldtanellesses cool, thanks for that info.

@snoopdog44144

This was the best song on the album beside ohkodoke

@DonDessaDesoto20s

It was "Last Time" for me.

@snoopdog44144

@@DonDessaDesoto20s yea that was a good one too

@snoopdog44144

@@DonDessaDesoto20s "Eyes watch as I make moves, Livin proof that the struggle still continues, Who's out to gain for fame? Let him not remain vain"

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