Lyrics:
forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
shouldn't be so hard |Love shouldn't be so hard|Hard as this||||||||Gypsy Child (L. Ortega)||When I was just a little girl|I had the biggest dreams|Took me
to burn your precious little mouth
So, I thought if I put a crayon in your coffee cup
A crayon in your coffee cup might cool things off
And hey look
Now
here's a little last advice
Live free, walk in victory
And repeat after me
I'm a blood bought, battle fought, all my shame long gone
Made new child
here's a little last advice
Live free, walk in victory
And repeat after me
I'm a blood bought, battle fought, all my shame long gone
Made new child
out late at night
So they married up in Abilene, lost a child in Tennessee
Still that love survived, 'cause they'd sing
Dance a little closer
Hey God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family
But I almost lost the house, Yeah I bought into the dream
We're barely holdin' on, when I'm in
the dead wit the lotus clique
My guns played out, and I ain't changing shit (nope)
[Some bitch:]
Hey aren't you Monoxide Child?
[Monoxide Child
the dead wit the lotus clique
My guns played out, and I ain't changing shit (nope)
[Some bitch:]
Hey aren't you Monoxide Child?
[Monoxide Child
the cries of the little child
To her just as he starts to say
Hey, hey, hey
Mamma, she knows what she must do
Mamma, she thinks of her
Mamma, I must take
little child
Reflect a little, think about it
Remember that to build something, You must destroy first
Hey, hey, wait, little child
Reflect a little
belong
Oh, runaway child running wild
You better go back home where you belong
Oh yeah, my girl
Mama, mama, please, come and sit here by me
Oh but
Hey!
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down
I got houses in different continents
to the other side
Take you for a little ride
Oh, for a little ride
Hey baby, hey baby
You're not a child
Hey baby, hey baby
Come to Papa for a while
Gonna
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
Cause now little homie is six feet down buried in the ground killer never got found
What about Alex that's up in the attic shooting up
So his body can
up, wake up
Hey, hey
You're a ghetto boy
You're my life
And there's so much for you to protect and to save
And baby boy don't hit your wife
nobodys gonna give up nothing
if not by accident
so hey hey hey halleluja, anyway
hey hey hey,...yeah yeah yeah
something a little brighter must be
you’ll get hit
By me, not becausе it’s hot
Put your hand away to put your
Damn Spam in the fridge put it
Brew lots of green fluffy and muffy
And you wanna
a courtship
Get married for a little while
I would shoot a little love inside your basket mama and in a little while we'd have a child
He'd be a little boy,
Let's go walking where the boats go by
And watch them sail across the bay
Let me hold your hand in the morning fog
Little child I want to walk your
broken chair
Wicked couldn't gone near, have
To be in fear, i would say
(yeah)
For mi say, on my way on to Devon's House
Sight a little girl by di name
Hey, baby look here, honey, you
Want another little drink, huh?
Ha, can I get you a little old, you know
Drink or something?
Yeah, ha, put you
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