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your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
See we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids
[Tupac]
They tell
this is child abuse"
Call DYFS, I might just be gettin' nicer
You young boys ain't ready for real
Thirty's the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot still
this is child abuse"
Call DYFS, I might just be gettin' nicer
You young boys ain't ready for real
Thirty's the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot still
If I never get to see another rainbow
Or share another life with a friend
If I never stand barefoot by the ocean
Or get to kiss my child goodnight
choke
No destiny child like Buju Banton
Man a rude boy you know I stand firm
And I run my race I got the baton
I'm the only child but I'm the bad one
supposed to do
So I started this music race and I hope not to lose
Yeah
I'm rapping my lungs out
You telling me to come down
How can I come down when my
Would I be standing at the altar by her side?
Would her child be mine?
And I think that I've just seen
The Life That Could Have Been
She's happy now
something was wrong by the overwhelming sadness on her face
With this look that hurt, a look no farther can ignore
She was four, no child should wear a face
a flow that's so contagious
And all and all true patience, my brotha Lo told me makes for perfection
While you feeling bound by this matrix
That's why when
and there's nothing we can do
I pass cross and I know say no be flu child of destiny
Omo you the baddest in the group like
Watching all your moves
Tryna keep it
and there's nothing we can do
I pass cross and I know say no be flu child of destiny
Omo you the baddest in the group like
Watching all your moves
Tryna keep it
over nonsense
When it makes no sense, I'm throwin' up the fence
Now ask yourself cool
What good is the hood if ya actin' a fool?
So whatcha gone do
have him fucking killed by a guy with a beard
Cause nobody fucks with me
My mother was angry from the second I was born
It wasn't about me though, so I
Each lazy hour
What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew
a child
I'm learning how to smile
There's so much I could say
I guess I'm just noticing the change
Cause friends are by my side now I walk alone
Mind was
[Newspaper, Newspaper, Newspaper]
I welcomed everybody I invited to the crib.
It was good to finally see them,
So I asked them how they been [fine]
the drugs
I was raised like this so i embrace it and live it
Repping every ghetto in the city where life is afflicted
Brough forth by destiny this life i
wonder if you ever think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time it still feels so good
When
why it matter to you?
Ima strike like a cobra
Destiny's child, my dawg I'm a soldier
I could move by myself, or I could call Nola shawty
Ah shit it's
getting loud whenever we switch lanes
Want her on the team so i gave shorty a chain
Felt like Destiny's child when i told her say my name
Now the neighbors
before I make a sound
I need a Destiny's Child, need a Mariah Carrey,
I need a Halle Berry, Nah I need an Ella Mai
Stay Boo'd Up like every day
But anyway,
Born, Ye child that should not have been
Conceived, you offspring of chance
Cast out by those who brought the breath of life into your body
Listen
I been starvin' for millenia can never settle, pyro fill my belly cuttin' up I got a pole machete
ReignCloud destiny's child, ain't no Michelle's,
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