Lyrics:
to save me
Head up in the clouds why you prolly can’t see me
I was in the 3rd grade plotting and scheming
Momma told me Cissé don’t be fucking with them
meant to be,
Love Child, born in poverty,
Love Child, never meant to be,
Love Child, take a look at me.
I started my life in an old, cold,
Life in the endz could be hard, devasting for a young, black man
Swayed by the streets, get raised by the streets
Only thinks with his fist, no cease
Keep your head up
Oh child things will get brighter
Oh keep your head up
I know you down keep a smile I want to see you happy
Maybe sadness in your life
child
I must wish you well and say goodbye I wish you moons and stars and sunny skies
You gave me so much to believe in my life has a little more
a drive
Yeah I'm a lonely boy yeah going by
Every time I get to shell it down
Every time that you put me down
Can't you see by now, I'm a highway child
I: Full Moon Rising
In a state of fallen grace
With a smile upon it's face, IT CAME !
Full moon rising today
Like a child but fully grown
Like
of might
In his own sight
All children young to slay
Then woe is me
Poor child for thee
And ever mourn and say
For thy parting
Nor say nor sing
By-by
to me was in London
but by the time I reached there little red brick house
Carrie and her father were gone
#The summer sun is fading as the year grows
the sea so I could walk right through it
You drowned my fears in perfect love
You rescued me so I will stand and sing
I am the child of God
You split
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
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
meant to be,
Love Child, born in poverty,
Love Child, never meant to be,
Love Child, take a look at me.
I started my life in an old, cold,
the gym
Chris Brickley in my inner-child, he gon' be a beast
He got taken from me young, so lately I've been Liam Nees'
Deep convos with my soul like, "Yo,
judgement
Tried by jury of my peers but where the judge went?
What will my legacy be?
Who will my enemy be?
In due time as I write this rhyme
I don't
meant to be,
Love Child, born in poverty,
Love Child, never meant to be,
Love Child, take a look at me.
I started my life in an old, cold,
Shawty told me I'm a nobody
She ain't wrong I been a problem child all my life
Feel like I don't even know myself
Looking in my eyes I ain't nobody
find him?
You don't mind
To play with me like a child
In my mind a mess I can't describe
By your side
I feel so alive, so alive
Where's my lover? Where
the unknown
Wanders freely where they roam
Child child I'm going where you're going
Take me by the hand and Lead me home
Who will save the war child baby
Who controls the keys
The web we weave is thick and sordid
Fine by me
At times of war
We're all the losers
Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me
They call me little Love Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me
different in every way
The child you' and the 'grown you
Are walking side by side
Nurture the child and free the grown
Trust is what you need together
God,
Comprehension, Ruach bring me in
Too legit to quit
Patient in affliction
An MC with a hammer
Whack a mole flow, you tried it, now get back in your place
Call that
in heavy rotation
Reprise reps for their affiliation
Of course Warner Brothers help my elevation
For publicity to artist relation
And Rushtown for
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