Lyrics:
be the best dad for our child
But you know it's just not the right time
Look, girl, I want you by my side
Is you that I want to call wife
Wanna be
blame it on Chuckie
But this is child's play, motherfucka!
Aw, fuck, Chuck's on a killin' spree
Gimme some barb and I'll start by killin me
When I
this is child's play... motherfucka!!!
Verse 2:
Aw fuck, chuck's on a killin' spree!
Gimme some barb and I'll start by killin me!
When I murder, I
the bank
After I graduated find me a bad bitch who would stay
And won't fuck me over whats the use this cycle need to break
And I hate it
My dilemma speak
Motherfuckin' Dre (ah)
What's up, my nigga?
What's up, Nas?
Chillin', God
Niggas is up in here hittin' some of this chronic, nigga
Yeah,
Infinite space for me write
What's a minute
What's a margin
We're forever
Death to coffins
Out of the box, that's where thought is
In this kingdom full
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
line
"Decide just what's inside"
"The child of your/my design"
But I noticed
Reading closer
Something took me
By surprise
Is this a non-disclosure
all you got
So you take to the streets, trying to exist
In the trash and slime of a world like this
What you watch on TV tells you what life is
live is ill
[Madlib]
Hey yo niggas always talkin' bout there shit is real
"I gotta flex with a Lex in my video"
That's what half of these
When the rain came, I was sleeping
When the phone rang, I answered
"I am an only child. We are an only child"
Took a long walk by the river
With my
all this talk
About I do da Clarissa falling apart?
What of the child, and what of the doll
And did they ever even really fall at all?
Are these not
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
forgive us ghetto bastards
We human beings
Seein' us inside this hell-hole
Just waitin' to fail
So they tell us that's what jail is for
Adolescent young
This was easy, stars aligned
I can't do this without you by my side
You had my back, my best interest in mind
That's what you made me believe
the changes will bring
There's no telling what the changes will bring
You've gone farther so far from where we begin
We stand by your side, through anything
[Featuring see Style And "Lil" see Style]
What the fuck is this? Child support papers? What?
Chorus:
You didn't have to file on me
blinded
By the Steez, ain't no effort with this
I can do this shit with ease, ain't no messin' with this
I'm just a child of the bling era
You know waz
will live forever more)
Because of Christmas Day
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ
Was born on Christmas Day
While shepherds watch their flock by
all you got
So you take to the streets, trying to exist
In the trash and slime of a world like this
What you watch on TV tells you what life is
to represent me (say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine,
to represent me (say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine,
Child
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