Lyrics:
baby's face
Takin' his first immunization shots, but this is great
The child's introduction to suffering and pain
Understands without words
Nothin' is
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P.
The disgusting pig this person is
Calling a dead child a monkey
But telling people somebody talked
About your child that never talked about
Your
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
Lets go
I can't make this up
(I ain't gotta write this shit down
fuck what they talkin' bout) because I can't make this up
When you getting
In their veins is where that cane go
Imma pull her heart out Kano
Imma make her grab her ankles
Then I hit that hoe like Thanos
Imma skirt and leave
the "Merc" in "Merciless" (What?)
This cutlass is the hearse you gonna get
(Aye) best respect my range
I smear like stains (Huh?)
You want storms? I'll bring
a hit, this shit is what I do it for
So these bars will always be apart of me
Right now, I feel like track two on Tha Carter III
Uh, like I'm 2008 NOLA
Name of the game is Child's Play
If ya ain't gotta dollar not a dime will stay
All the hoes pack up back on the sleigh
Save up ya change up for next
blocks
With your mommy lost
The aspiration I make
Is inspiration from hate
Incarnation by fate
Aggregation I create
The devastation I rake
Is the creation
you come home
I'm waitin' by the phone this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realest
So if you ever need me
Listen, my child, can you see what's been done?
Listen, my child, can you see what's begun?
You mustn't run from her open casket
It's now our turn
Thunes (bass)
Chad Wackerman (drums)
Eric Buxton (vocals)
What's a girl like you
Doin' in a Motel like this?
"I left my place after midnight,
When I
on a man's sin all error must be forgiven (yuh)
Murder is work like Kurt Cobain's dirt
God is shotty I pump then clean after every scene, yeah
Master
I've been through a lot of shit though
Lost some friends and countless kinfolk
Reminisce and stare out windows
No matter what there ain't no doubt
you to know you’re the child of a queen
I’ll be by your side whatever life brings
Know what’s inside of you they can’t take away
There’s power in your
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
me, this pure mic dope I'm sellin
It's the man with mellow rap, felon, constantly yellin "yo ma!"
(Nelly)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
What's it like bein
Him, He the ladder
If you die and you don't know Him
That's a weak end like a Saturday (preach)
This one for my misfit's, ah
What I'm saying is we ain't
a new life then what we need is better fathers
Either I'm smarter cause of my daughter or I'm just too dense
I'm 28 years old, it just now started makin
[This is actually called 'War on Drugs' by Laughing Colors,
but everyone thinks it's GNR, so I'll leave it here!]
It was long ago,
Seems like
while he tries to look tough
He runs from his life so he drinks and smokes blunts
Please tell him what to do like this is you
He's lost in the lies cause
things like this radio
I done talk to you a
Bunch of mothafuckin' times y'all
Mothafucka's is behind the times
Cause guess what? The
Saint Pablo tour is
kill?
No need to pretend 'cause this shit is real
Don't be blinded by the red and blue lights
It's time to ride, it's time to rise up
Pay attention
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