Lyrics:
Lyrics, melody, music, singing, photography, and chorus by Liz Ashton Copyright 2020
Chorus:
Rest your worried head now
I'll show you rest how
In
a child after (pshh)
So how the fuck I'm 'posed to be a proud rapper? (Ha)
Story of my life, shit got wild chapters (talk to 'em, cash)
I'm so fried
and the hour of the main attraction
We finally said, enough is enough
We played it by ear, it came from the heart
We did it for love
Now Mary Beth is doin'
Manipulate my mind, but doing it so kind
And she looks so fine
Girl you drove me wild, enchanted by your smile
Evil angel child, all the boys in
for a long time, and I'm still gettin' money oh
Hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Paranoid as a child, blessed to be
than Berry Boss so check the golden child,
throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going buck wild.
But truck-tracks, rhymes all day, breaking off niggaz
nothing
You were right by my side
I came from rags to riches
Now I'm living high
Oh I still love it when we play all day
Looking at each other's
on some, "Stay solid" shit, used to make play by the colleges
JP brought Mason Turner, our sense the road was a major earner
Nigga, my life full
watch Child's Play
I don't wanna start a fight
Dreaming of you every night
New Yorks never really felt so small
As when you walked me by the hand down
at all
Just the last original sinners
And if you need me just be sure to call
And they tell you which way not to go and so you go that way
One child
Birth rocks the cradle and death lines the tombstone
And somewhere between lies the joy and misfortune
Child's white crib shining bright in
You, you are not just a kid
You, you are you are the must pressure been
Medicines and children need the care that every child deserves
Because
shape of an animal
Out of its ashes at his pleasure
Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood
Bring only fear and sadness
Old years of play
keep it gangsta
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Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit {repeat}
There's a girl that cries
She wants a better life
She can't afford it so she danced a while
There's a child that smiles
And In the streets he plays in
demo tapes?
When I'm waiting at a train
Station or a bus stop.
I also play "led by the lord day"
In my own way.
threatened by me
I tried to play it nice but
Oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh
Don't kill my vibe
Oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh
Don't break my stride
You think you're so
I’ve crossed the lands just to tell you
Don’t lead the way
Don’t even say (Say)
That I’ll drown with a child’s play in the rain
I feel like I’m fading
Can I count on you when I feel blue
Everything is closed and I need you
2020's been a savage, hard to imagine
I can't even try to frame it, hard
easy to feed you lies
This is such child's play
Spoon fed propaganda day by day
Control is such an effortless game
Power in the name of my hate
There
they're gone by Eastern ways
Children dying, hearts are torn by power plays
In his gaze and cold ambitions, he goes on
Leaving trails of tears from those
Ima step all by myself
You know that ain't a Question
It's just me and this glock
Fuck a smith and Wesson
People wonder what I'm on
Ima keep em guessin
Happy life in a town.
To play with toys a child want.
But in a unknown dark future,
disgrace is coming.
Hatred created by everyone.
Pressure,
Why do you let me stay here?
All by myself
Why don't you come and play here
I'm just sitting on the shelf
Why don't you sit right down and stay
.jpg/225px-Music,_sheet_(AM_1999.155.96-5).jpg "Larry Coleman 2020")
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