Lyrics:
don tay me too for this game
Ten years for the struggle no be Childs Play
A closed mouth is a close Destiny
If i wronged you abeg o sorry for me
Right
blues
No PT, I want all my booze
No no no bands for you
Mark my words, I'm finna be a millionaire by June
By June
I'm thinking May
I don't care what you
You sell your soul like you sell a piece of ass
Slave to the dead white leaders on paper
Welfare cases, rapists and hoes
All reinforced by your TV
I was [?] as God is the witness, a crowdie bar when nobody could hear
Now I travel throw the world with no occasion
And I do, I do it all by my own
Shiverin' and his clothes wet
Panickin' cause he's damaged
Has trauma that he don't know yet
There's blood on his hands
By the age of fifteen
The child has
Stuck in between the pain and gains
Your life in his hands
Not by chance
You're no grief child
Born with a plan
Sewn by his hand
God's plan
He's
the calling of the wild
The great unknown
And no more run and hide x2
We were heartless
We were in need
We thought life life is just that way
We were
a chase from the gun boys
Now they got a shotty in a empty car (decamp, decamp)
Got a sergeant wanna say my name, tryna do me like Destiny's Child (One)
And you in a drop your so easy to touch
No two days are alike
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us
No longer a dependence
Penetration lift
Chakras up
Time for
Transformation
Beyond imagination
I am a universal being
Born to earth
Never ending
frustrates ya.
There’s no cure, no pill to take,
Yeah, every child was born to make a mess!
Verse 2 Born to make a mess!
Mummy, we don’t really mean
I told lies
And when I find God in this booth, my soul cry
Once you off the stoop it's through, you no child
Ain't make no excuse for your youth,
by your own decisions
No strings left to guide us
Life's nut a losing game
I've tried to, forget you
Haven't you understood?
You bring me down, I
She was three days late, two dollars short
And her eyes were red and blinkin'
Betty La Rue took a downer or two
And then she started drinkin'
it
She deserved every rock, I done sold out in public
Do anythin' for my Destiny's Child
She a Beyoncé, never be LeToya Luckett
Black on black,
TRU SHIT
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to Carterhaugh as fast as go can she
She'd not pulled a double rose, a rose but only two
When up there came young Tam Lin says "Lady, pull no more"
"And why
something more
Five years and there's no doubt
That I'm burnt out, I've had enough
So now boss man, here's my two weeks
I'll make it short and sweet, so
this land
That's the war zone, I gots no home, don't have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina
I keeps her wherever I go,
I am loved by a Father
Who knows me by name
Who gave me a destiny
And showed me grace
His mercy and kindness
Has no end
So, I will trust in my
minutes it lasted
The mirror said, "You are, you conceited bastard"
Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef
So I slipped off my khakis and my
we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when
Snitch
Don't let your mouth open up
'Cause you don't want to see the handgun open up, no
Don't let your mouth open out
'Cause you don't want
the sky, energy created by my third child
Swerve wit it, get it get it
Feels good to bust shots at the critics
You crave more taste of my funk
When my
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