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way younger than me, such a sweet child
the last-born
to be tied to mother’s apron strings
and she really does love her son

soundin
Keep them whiter than a napkin
Kandi sold to cubans pbs zooming
Never born a child star drugs for no abusin
Brusin addy off the counter in my

me
Do they even think or speak?
Plagued by doubt, I struggle on
To find the answers I seek

I was born from nothing
Forced into existential being
Am I

livin on
Ice is like lifeless lives is
Tis the season when people dry cry n hide
Real reason third pupil recognize lies, Aight
14 can't let her pass by

Is he the one we're waiting for?
He offers life forevermore
And the Gospel he is preaching 
To the poor
He's calling the worst sinners to repent

Way past this atmosphere
Far, far away from here
Farther than the eye can see
Transcending all space and time
Guided by our third eye
Headed to our

Way past this atmosphere
Far, far away from here
Farther than the eye can see
Transcending all space and time
Guided by our third eye
Headed to our

born into this world
starving, parents are dead
innocent child
too poor to have a god
picked up by my feet
still breathing, throw out like trash

far away
Could that be me someday?
And is that ok
Brought to church
Sings the songs but cannot stand
A child shakes his hand
He asks this wounded man

Was born to take the sins of man
Become the curse
A Child unlike no other
The angels proclaimed His birth
Emmanuel God with us 
Means God He walked in

c light has appeared
c pure life
Is born
On this earth
In this world
Bringing its inner power
Molded from our birth
Manufactured
Like a robot

inside
Gotta find the homies that you know is down to ride
Gotta find a shawty that's going stick by your side
Face every single problem ain't no time

who was there
When my child was born and couldn't
Wait to meet her

Let's ride
We ride
Come on jump in I'm parked right outside
Bridge
Let's ride
Come

the porcelain to stay afloat
My high was I wrote, born again child escaping the ropes
Hung by fear of blending in and fading to ghost
I was paving to boast, a man

the valley Of shadow of death
Me I will never fear no evil
I was born as a ruler
I'm covering the devil
No more suffering men
I'm covered by jehovah
To him

cnything By McHc

O cmerican child born on Sunday
O I started hearing on Monday...
Jesus said I can do anything I want to, 
I can do, I can do,

My father told me I was a timid child
我父亲告诉我 我曾是个胆小的孩子
At the school they said I had no style
在学校里 他们说我很没型
I was dreaming, to be those cool kids

Big trumpet no flute
Christ walk can't lose 
Faith walk peace shoes
Born again made new
Praise God raise the roof
Carry the cross is what I do

Bob

not your child
We are not your children
And nothing will ever be by your design
Is it me? Was it me, God? Why don't you understand
I did it for you! For

I feel like the child that should not have been born
What we have left when the own has been sold
When everything's wasted for taste of the gold
We

snap!

A child born of all we designed
And blackness congealed in our minds
To hatch and take flight, to soar to new heights
From the cradle of the great

not get left behind
They sit in their corners making up rules
To be obeyed by the masses of fools
Dictating their orders to their demoncracy

died baby
That youngin in the back yard when the ground shook sumn like 97
And we all thought it was a bomb in Gidi baby
That spoilt child grew up
Doing

1987 was born in misery 
Mama third child the oldest 2 was always in the streets 
Papa was a bitch never accepted responsibility 
Mamma ain't give