Little Child, Pt. 1 (feat. Marta) [Read the Lyrics]

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Gift Blessing

Gift Blessing is a musical artist known for their soulful and captivating vocal style. They have a unique blend of R&B, gospel, and Afrobeat influences in their music, creating a distinctive sound. Gift Blessing's heartfelt lyrics and powerful performances have garnered them a growing fan base. They have released several singles and have been recognized for their talent in the music industry. more »

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Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na
Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na
Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na
Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na

I just turned seven, my brother's thirteen
His friends think he's cool, but my friends are mean
My bully called me "n*gger" and hit me til I bled
My best friend held me down so I couldn't have fled
My brother's so cool
He wears a cap
He wears shades and he is the best at rap
He can also do backflips, and I've seen him swim
I can't do it, I just drown  
I wish that I was him
I just turned seven, my brother's thirteen
His friends think he's cool, but my friends are mean
My bully called me "n*gger" and hit me til I bled
My best friend held me down so I couldn't have fled
My brother's so cool
He wears a cap
He wears shades and he is the best at rap
He can also do backflips, and I've seen him swim
I can't do it, I just drown  
I wish that I was him

Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na
Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na
Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na
Aah aah aah aah
Aah aah aah na na na na

I just turned eight and my brother's fourteen 
Things ain't looking great but at least I've got a pen 
I justed turned nine and my brother's fifteen 
I've started feeling fine, using music to vent
I just turned ten and my brother's sixteen
I am getting loads of friends cause I rap very clean
I just turned eleven and my brother's seventeen
And I feel even to him, I'm very keen 
To rap to these beats like a slap on the cheek
Attacking the pad as I'm stabbing the sheets
And I just turned twelve, my brother's eighteen
He helps me write well, and makes my lines clean
I just turned thirteen, my brother's nineteen
We've got an album, told all of my friends
I just turned fourteen, my brother's twenty
The album's not out, but songs are plenty
I just turned fifteen, my brother's twenty one
We are drifting apart cuz there is none
There is nothing that's coming out 
Like a little child trying to work out a noun
The album won't drop, it's bummed me out 
Nah it's a relief cuz I'm not proud of it
I have studied lyricism as a perfectionist
So if you think that I'd release something that's trash 
Then count me out

Just performed my first song that I have written
I stood on stage with a mic
Was spitting bars, my mouth was dry and stricken
But I got a standing ovation from what I invented
I just turned sixteen and I feel like I am getting
Better with time, like wine
And I'm addicted  like alcoholics
I took twelve childishly flickering wobbly steps 
But I'm still standing 
I turned seventeen and launched my first song
I was confident my rhymes and punchlines were strong
I put my heart and soul into writing all of the verses
And I did it all alone trying to burn the world down
Wait; "'Something New' is trash, it's whack, it's too fast" 
And so, their words sprout, refusing it fully 
Call me "trash"
Say that my brother shouldn't have pulled me into rap 
You can't push me down
I am used to a bully

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