Lyrics:
of the young people in prison in Britain
Regardless of ethnicity were in care as children
Almost half of young people in prison in Britain
Were expelled from
You see
The problem we have today
Is that our children
Our teenagers
Our young people
Are over sexualised
By the media
Before they even
Know how
matter how we control)
What if you're just tired of crying?
(I will never let go, no matter how we control)
Heaven's children
I was young, but still
Young children on drugs, ( drugs) Young children on drugs ( drugs)
People dropping out, they’re much too young, Everybody feeling it,
People dropping
You don’t understand the vibes
Touching you like, I’m just blessing all these young children on the streets
And people keep on talking to me
Vibes ain’t
to stand
To make a better way for a young black man
In a land (a land) where the people smile
Been holding me back for such a long while (while, while,
A fire in the hearth
And space to spread my wings
See children playing when they're young
Some people love and leave
To be near all the movie stars
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
With the black
In it, black hoodie, consciousness
And black fact
Yo, a young kid was shot, is the cry we heard
Like Emmett Till
It was tears and hearts
the, the young'n blues, y'all (yeah)
Hey, I got the, the young'n blues, y'all
I got the, the young'n blues, y'all
I got the young'n blues, y'all
A thousand cultures stolen ships that came sailing
Sighted from the shoreline people stood waiting
But armies came invading and raiding to conquer
Come on people, come on children
Come on down to the glory river
Gonna wash you up and wash you down
Gonna lay the devil down
Come on people
If there was no water, what would people drink?
Who'd flush away the you-know-what? But of course MINE never stink.
What about the children? Who'd
tomorrow
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Maybe I just wasn't meant to have children
Don't say that, of course you were meant to have children
But how can I go
the people must be true to ourself
Stoop to brutality, you perish and melt
Aware them have fi hide
What make them don't want fi help ?
The children
on (I don't know)
Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the love, y'all
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear
And smile hello to the air
O the new children dance -- I am young
All around the balloons -- I will live
Swaying by chance -- I am strong
To the breeze
a childless baker with his wife
Careful the things you say (a young maiden)
Children will listen (a sad young lad)
Careful the things you do
Children will
Come on, people, come on, children
Come on down to the glory river.
Gonna wash you up, and wash you down,
Gonna lay the devil down, gonna lay
more like a billion
For my children’s children
Young wealthy and handsome
I’m worth a king’s ransom
This is my legacy
This for my brand too
I
And everyone should get along
Okay, children, quiet down, quiet down
Children, I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day
His
And everyone should get along
Okay, children, quiet down, quiet down
Children, I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day
His
is the past, a new way a spendin'
New life for man, children, and women
Say goodbye to the brainwashed
Say goodbye to the young kids who not smart
Come on, people, come on, children
Come on down to the glory river.
Gonna wash you up, and wash you down,
Gonna lay the devil down, gonna lay
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