Lyrics:
slept on my lyrical ability to blow
Gave another nigga credit for inventing my flow
I'm a child of God, witness the rising son
From the cradle
was raised good by her mama, always did good deeds
She like to smoke that weed every once in a while. In the back of the Cadillac, now she's going out
did he always had to ask
She came from a place that was so alone
You know the same old tail of a broken home
Her momma was an alkie and more like
where were you all along
she said i was always
with you in the flowers
calling all for spirit hold me
fight till im fearless
calling all four spirit i
ah dime
They don't understand the pain of a black life
Most of us ain't got no daddy
We were raised by our mama or our granny
We all bastard child's
to the uttermost,
And give his child a better bringing-up
Than his had been, or hers a wish renew'd,
When two years after came a boy to be
The rosy idol of her
Agoo
CEP Sefogah
It is said that he who is destined for Power
Does not need to put up a fight
Yet I Have watched dogs eat bones from the ground
Not
Agoo
CEP Sefogah
It is said that he who is destined for Power
Does not need to put up a fight
Yet I Have watched dogs eat bones from the ground
Not
to be
Growing up when I was a youngin
By product where I came from
You can tell by my hunger
Yea, yea, yea yea
Never settle for nothing less
People say
the cell)
I don't wanna be away from you, babe (let's be by ourself)
I don't wanna be alone for a day (I don't wanna be by myself)
I rather be alone with
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
Inside words and I hurl away
Until the world becomes my cemetery
This ain't no Child's Play
Charles Lee Ray can't stop me
I'm made up of demon's blood
Even living single we connected by the tribe
Was raised by a queen, know how to be one
And love one and raise a king
When he's older I'll describe how
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
never die I'll be a hustler motherfuckers
And makin' thugs out you suckers from the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave (from the cradle
your side I'm by your side I'm by your side
Oh my child
I'll hold you close, I won't let go
I love you more than you could know
Fall in my arms, be
headphones pumpin' that Cherchez LaGhost (Yeah)
My eyes all red from the garlic I smoked (Smooth)
I move, grabbin' her by her waist, I'm kissin' her cheek
by two men who knew everything about me,
Both of them so strong, kept sayin' hold on,
Feel like my souls gone, naked no clothes on,
I know this
Care for you like you're my fetus
We should
Just be free
Like doe Ray me
I'll be your tree
And you could swing from me
I'll stay there
Sturdy as could be
the head
Rather just stick by my side than stay by yours to hold your hand
Say what you want but I know me and this path that I lead
It's hard to find
to me or call me dad
I will always be here for you however I can
But if you ever get bored or have any questions, man
Come by for a while
Or you can even
too hard I'm sure that you can hand the things
Oh I've tried my best from day to day to teach him right from wrong
He's grown to be a fine young man
relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier won't be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever
You died tryin'
at a corner rhyming bout the way it's meant to be
Never make any changes
As I carry on aging
Getting older but not wiser
Always be a stunted child
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