Lyrics:
faith, a child was born, but no
one could be the father, except for a god.
This child was a gift from the skies of life-divine or...
Another sky is
as Winans
Bling and blind em, Billion Up cosign him
Nigga
I just had to remind em, I got
Low emotion
You'll never know what I'm holding
But I bet the hand win
to the word moist
(What do you mean by that?)
I don't like them
Nobody's said, "There's Yerbi, you should try him."
Hesitant with my presence, make sure no one
I've been moving, I've been counting, smoking All this dope
I been chilling counting money smoking all this Dope
I'm on my grind, I swear to God that
not a rat Goodz
What type of shit is that Goodz?
That's the clique you got?
It's sick to see it's not a mystery
If he a snitch or not
This bitch I got?
free.
The terrible inequalities of the peoples of this earth
Make freedom at best a dream, at worst an insulting privilege.
What space is there for
house he landing on
Being a kid is priceless oh goodnight Riq
Santa on his way Shinny can’t sleep...
Them sweet potato pies gettin baked by 4
Ta you
bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world, where everyone's blind
And where to go,
peace
We got a job to do
So believe me this is more than a rap style
I'm a black man with a black woman
And I'm leading the way for the black child
What child is this
Who laid to rest
That I now find here sleeping?
Do angels keep the dreams we seek
While our hearts lie bleeding?
And could this
Such moments are when we
Need to solve problems, deal with
Reality, and move forward
But fear is a call to retreat and retrench
This is precisely what
Ay, I can only do it my way, so
You can never ruin my name, no
I am the exile child, wassup!
I am the exile child, wassup!
I was raised by
feel like time passing me by slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child
yo boss
We is not buddy buddy
I work hard for my checks
I don't wanna get lucky
Hush hush child
Don't cry
Hush hush child
The devil can't hear you
Hush
cause you're the Earthbound Child
What goes up
They say is coming down
I got my head in the sky
And my roots in this ground
I'm not patriotic man
For what
Life, what the fuck is life for niggas like us?
Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A nigga that seen
Life, what the f*** is life for n****s like us?
Been waking up to another muthaf***in' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A n**** that seen
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
Do they really wanna problem
Tell me what's the issue
All I do is call mines
Pray to God that they don't miss you
But homie this is game time, all I
Yo I thought it'd be apocalypse/
I thought it'd be a golden age/
In this era of hysteria/
Bury ya plan Bs/
How you gonna reap what you sow when you
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
pass you by So
Is this a test?
Why are you testing me?
Is this a test?
I have so much more to say
You better listen to me
Child!
You can't change
if you
on this rocket
I don't give a fuck 'bout her milage
And her grandmom related to the Winans
Ooh, that's the shit that I like
You a church girl, bitch,
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