Lyrics:
problem child
Problem ta the devil and his child meow
Any my daughter Psalm a child of God
Ooh and my wifey ga be by my side yea
Ima bring her out no need
Loyalty
Its the codes of the streets
The words we live by & die by
U noe the way we survive this life out here
Its no other way
The only way
Is to be
Then pyre, a trial by fire
They're liars like we don't pyres
The letter to a mother from across the sea
The son in a box buried beneath
For whom the bell
...Shit ain't been the same
Nigga time passed by...
Nigga time passed
By shit ain't been the same
Tryna get a nigga paid
All I wanna do is get that
of em ken to me
Use to post up cuz that was the remedy
Now I’m cool niggas wanna say shit to me
But nobody can ever say shit to me
Cuz nobody ain’t never
on
I'll tell you what's going on
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross the seas?
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers, indeed
Got mommas
gon' kill
They have to learn that hurtin' people here is not the way now
I had to learn my ways poisonin' my child
Twelve bodies and one child dead,
goin' on-uh
[Nelly]
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby
that's a child could only conspire
It felt like, the world got wile every time
As their age went passing by
La di di goodbye to those lullabies
Well nobody
Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please!
I guess I'm doing this one by myself
If you can't just be good with being by
by a
Person that I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk with a strap
Myself 'cause I don't want nobody's son on my back
My
A child of the king
Don't have to prove anything
Cause Jesus set me free
Now I'm royalty
I’m royalty
Created in Your image
Bought with a price
Sealed by
revelations every time they see me break
And don't nobody see the pain, can you see what's going on
I always say I'm okay when anybody asks what's wrong
It's
genius
Nobody would've guessed it
Spending hours using our imagination
Or the ice cream truck that came by
A calling to all kids to come and get some. We'd
Alright, okay
Alright, we'll make it funky for you now
I'm a child of the, The 87
From the streets, get on a beat and go
I could break it down
(the people) now what you gonna do
Everybody stand up nobody move
It's a moment (a moment) that we all really need
Finally awake we've been living in
Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up
We live by the assassin's creed committing dastardly deeds
Slash and you bleed, we live in the cut
It's like we have a fucking disease
A virus,
from the shadows by the light of the moon
We the night breed, walking amongst the dead
Nobody can figure out what's going on inside of our head
Dramatized
It ain't no love nobody cries
I'm dramatized
From the pain and suffering until I die
Dramatized
Still I rise through dramatized
It ain't
abuser
Child neglecter, where e'rybody nobody call HRS on us
Beat they lil' bad ass when they get out of line
That's what my momma did - fo' sho'
Ain't
Riding vagina so fuck you
Cause you and momma put your
Problems on me when you left
Another child abused
And left to die by their selves
Thanks to you I'll
been so hard since a child?
They gon' want to see us dead before they ever see us up
And I'm livin' by that lead, I said I'm dead, I give it up
You
these songs but nobody helpin' shit (Come on, come on)
I swear I be talkin', but nobody wanna hear me
Mama, I'm so heartless 'cause the way these people
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