Lyrics:
All of us, it´s by your side
It comes in silence, it´s real everywhere
I´m not alone, in peace and quiet, the only thing I need
No need to hear her
Feeling like a motherless child, pain cuts into my soul
Its beating me down, can’t find my smile
On the face of a motherless child
Feeling like
[Hook: Vanilla Ice]|Tell my why we all live and die|Why some people try suicide|Why do children have to fight for their lives|Tell me why|Tell me
beat a child senseless
Is this the world we live in
Judge jury and executioner
You are not safe
When the criminals have a badge
Some of you refuse
2)
Trayvon Martin, Ahmod Arbery, so sad/
Killed by racists taking these lives in their own hands//
Can't trust the cops that use excessive force//
cemeteries
HE'S forever buried
HOW by any means necessary
I'm here to promise to keep my vows in order
I'm here to promise to keep my child in order
'Til
know it's drama, so they call 'em off
Ayy, I live the life of a top shotta until the day I die (until day I die)
Yeah, you know I'm a thug nigga, but
Brenda like to talk
And be child when she can
But they treat her like she bad
So Brenda really ain't got no friend
Brenda by herself
Ain't a thing
fight to the death?
Would it give something to live for?
Would it give our final breath?
Would it be a lulling opera, sweet as a child's kiss?
Would
us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one
done I'm begging you for forgiveness
From all the pain and the sickness we just trying to out live it
"When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I
the problem right between the eyes you long lost child
I wanna feel your body breaking
Wanna feel your body breaking and shaking and left in the cold
I
well time will tell us
You got a problem fuck it I got a problem
And if a nigga talking get it poppin like revolver
Might die tomorrow but we live like
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
the problem right between the eyes you long lost child
I wanna feel your body breaking
Wanna feel your body breaking and shaking and left in the cold
I
denial
The inner workings of a middle child
I lost my loyalty, put work in, so it's been a while
This is the game of lives, which one am I gon' live
How is it a problem
With me now
Should've been said something
You can love some people
From afar but you just
Can't trust them
Knowing they all
Pray
it time for us to live or die
Be a poster child
Give yourself some wings
Write a song about nothing
and don't let anyone else fucking sing
Strap
Getting hostile with the doctor and they said it ain't no problems
And you looking at her back and you can tell its turning black
how this your child
They’re intergenerational products of my environment
Problems that my parents projected into the child of me
Stuck beneath the surface they influencing
To her friend to her father
The story of her father's scar
The girl who made her feel dumb
The girl who was hit by the car
The air felt perfect on her skin
an aftertaste
Gma scolds, "The toddler got a problem with the champagne"
Baby's gotta gun, and no it's not a water one
Baby changed her diaper, sippin' bottles
angry man named Martin with some problems
He was beat as a child now he lives in denial and believes money can solve all his problems
Once upon a time
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