Lyrics:
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
Ooh wee honey child
This one's for the swing dancers
Hip prancers
And all those crazy romancers
Take a listen to this
What you got for me
Ooh honey
had no name
This love we're contemplatin'
Is worth the pain of waitin'
We'll only end up hatin'
The child we may be creatin'
Love Child
Never meant
(Let me tell 'em what it is)
Intellect music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
This is African music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Ghetto child music (Can I
got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner
'Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is
I'll have this club
Verse :
6 am in Sydney by the bridge
That's when I sit and think about shit
Can we just admit that we got problems
6 in Sydney up in this bitch
to maneuver the dark life like bruce wayne
I come with fire and brimstone
Lightning and thunder's my ring tone
I'm born again by water, nothing in this life can
Yet is this right, or am I wrong
To judge a child for their condition
I don't want to do this, and all I hope
Is that heaven forgive me, for this -
on this yellow brick road
Fuckin' up my mental
I move just like the tempo
Heartbeat, that instrumental
I never lack potential
Every track is essential
Every
Everyone is telling that he was born as a love child
By looking in his eyes something turned me lose in this hot night
Feeling the power of lust
Everyone is telling that he was born as a love child
By looking in his eyes something turned me lose in this hot night
Feeling the power of lust
flo'
What that FaceMob lookin like ho?
You want drama, I'ma send it at you full speed pussy
The last of this motherfuckin species, push me
When it's
slug, back out (what what)
Look out the way, 'fore your whole hood shot up (yeah)
[Chorus - Black Child - 2X - w/ ad libs]
The Inc. is back, the Inc.
This is not a song to tell you not to put me in a box
This is not a song to say I can do what I can clearly not
I am me
And you are you
It's that simple!
Oh, the ink is black, the page is white
Together we learn to read and write
To read and write
And now a child can understand
This is the law of all
when she was sixteen (years old) to live alone.
Sophie is the youngest child of the family, she’s also the closest to Shaine, this is because she younger
I am
I'm a problem child
And I'm wild
Make my stand
No man's land
On my own
Man in blue
It's up to you
The seed is sown
What I want I
the ground
My honey child
I'm gonna pick you up
(Up)
Put you down
(Down)
Stick you in the ground
My honey child
This is the END
to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While the tears is rollin' down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this
tell you no lie
People ain't gon' be real
Do your best and get by
Get by, get by like
Ooo child
Life is gonna get real
I can tell you no lie
People
you kill it's instant catastrophe
Your whole life is over (Through!)
Forget about your girl your (Crew!)
Nowhere to run, so what you gonna do?
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While the tears is rollin' down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this
to Harvard
I pray me and your momma had true love
And that we showed by example what it’s made of
I pray that I made you rich
But if I ain’t give you all you
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