, let me see my child (Child) Let me see my child, I've got to see my child You're hurting him, you're hurting him (Child, child) He needs me in his life (Child
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me see my child (Child) Let me see my (Child) I've got to see my (Child) you're hurting him (Child) you're hurting him (Child) he needs me in his life (Child
/Redman and Method ad-libs x4] [Method Man] Yo D how we do it [Redman] Hey yo D how we do it [Method Man] Hey yo how we do it All day how we do it [
's living and growing inside, But you're just a man, you don't understand, Get outta my(No) get outta my(No) get outta my face my face my face. Who do
than beware [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro} Stained all broke ass niggas in my mix, mix [Z-Ro] Now most of the time I'm by myself cause all of my friends are
afraid and I got buzzed Out of frustration came aggravation Depression coming down in my mind Kept a nigga confused and straight crying Dying, from sweet sticks in line Throwed off in my my
me sidewayz get yo,peanut bruised,all i eva wanted was a house on the hillz,but how i end up wit 4 carz, 4 braudz and 4 mill(thats right) [chorusx
wanna do baby [Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy) 4x] (You, could, roll, wit, me) You call if you wanna bump over me (If you was my baby) I'm only one call away
what she wants, and no one can save her A product of society with the freaky behavior [Verse 3: Brother Marquis] Hoe, you know you're my aphrodesiac Before you suck my
shape Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die Before we learn to fly, some bodies else's child caught in guns Smoking weed, can all make a
in shape Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die Before we learn to fly, some bodies else's child caught in guns Smoking weed, can all make
, learn one thing Hold on, and be strong It don't stop, til the casket drop Hold on Thug, for Life... feel me? All my homeboys and my homegirls, stay
blasphemy in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family
you fuckin wit him Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga Whats up nigga? What the fuck I hear niggaz hollerin that "keep it real" and all
rappin I still got fiens in the hood puffin on that Magic Dragon My guns under my pillow, I sleep wit my shoes on Every single night me and my mack
-S-S-I-N-G She was pregnant by me once glad she didn't have it Cause I be paying child support now god damn it Tish was my bitch, til she fucked my god
) [Eightball] This for all my G's and my niggas that ride with me Only God feel the pain and only he can really see Through the eyes of a child A baby
