Lyrics:
and see, yeah
You don't know what this child's gonna be, you don't know what this child's gonna be
When the sun is low, never turn around
If you see
a beautiful sight
And now a child can understand
That this is the law of all the land, all the land
The world is black, the world is white
It turns by
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
all this talk
About I do da Clarissa falling apart?
What of the child, and what of the doll
And did they ever even really fall at all?
Are these not
forgive us ghetto bastards
We human beings
Seein' us inside this hell-hole
Just waitin' to fail
So they tell us that's what jail is for
Adolescent young
When the rain came, I was sleeping
When the phone rang, I answered
"I am an only child. We are an only child"
Took a long walk by the river
With my
This was easy, stars aligned
I can't do this without you by my side
You had my back, my best interest in mind
That's what you made me believe
the changes will bring
There's no telling what the changes will bring
You've gone farther so far from where we begin
We stand by your side, through anything
[Featuring see Style And "Lil" see Style]
What the fuck is this? Child support papers? What?
Chorus:
You didn't have to file on me
blinded
By the Steez, ain't no effort with this
I can do this shit with ease, ain't no messin' with this
I'm just a child of the bling era
You know waz
Through The Eyes Of A Child
(Del Vecchio, Alpenborg, Black, Marks)
In this whirlwind of life, takes you by surprise.
Pinnacles of light, the opening
will live forever more)
Because of Christmas Day
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ
Was born on Christmas Day
While shepherds watch their flock by
all you got
So you take to the streets, trying to exist
In the trash and slime of a world like this
What you watch on TV tells you what life is
binary me
Can’t parish me
Believe me, I’m living this legacy
Trans-nigga therapy 'cause gender is a heresy
And I can’t ever let it be
Construct by
to represent me (say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine,
to represent me (say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine,
Child
Did you figure it out?
Did you figure it out?
Did you figure it out?
Did you figure it out what this song is about?
Did you figure it out?
image isn't workin'
What good is being religious when
You're just a shitty person?
This fool went on the Breakfast Club and spit
Some Jesus raps
of the child…I sign
The name on the wall
I am the painted child, the child who is a stranger
And those who once came near now turn and walk away
And everywhere is
Hush child
I don't want to see you cry no more
Look up to the sky no more
Wondering "Oh why oh Lord?"
Like what the hell is going on?
And I said hush boy
tidings of joy for every boy and every girl
A child is born
On this holy night
And all the angels sing of the joy he brings with a star so bright
So
me RED
Cause this fire inside
Will combust out of me
And I don't want you to be like me
So child spread your wings
And fly free
And I don't want you
cheery wholesome feels
Where choirs cry and reindeer fly so high
Oh, babe
This is Christmas time
A child's tongue is overrun
In celebrations, adoration
to choose from
But only one is right for me
I know that Saturday's got what it takes, babe
I can tell by the way she looks at me
Friday likes the good
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