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GRITS
The Art of Translation 2002
Love Child текст песни
Love Child
love child love child
you need to know bout this
love
child love child
you need to slow your roll
wild child
wild child
and get to know bout this
love child love
child
loved child
it's a sadder day than
last saturday
can you help liposuck all my fat away
come and see dig my stee between you and me
insecure
feelin obscure a lot of times unsure
rapper spit it
rapid-fire buck cuz i'm stuck in the muck and the mire
latch on anything going up to be higher
(that's
ferocious) outlandish atrocious, that i'm a mistake
and this is the closest i'll ever be to reaching or
attaining my goal that contract i'm breaching maintain
control
like buff singers who swole slowly crawlin outta
rabbit hole comin for your soul
now i see it destiny and
purpose hear a small still voice
sayin "trust me don't
be nervous" fill my pocket with the 10 percent
head to
sunday service stop the swirl of my tilt-a ?whirl get it girl
well it?s a different day and this particular
day
i was thinking bout life and the part i play
my
purpose man feeling worthless and
if parenthood really was
a part of the plan
cause the way i see i wasn?t meant to
be
just a great awake in a love mistake
so the price
was paid and a life was made
then a wife betrayed with a
son to raise
foundation layed for the wrong influence
path directed by a strong influence
runnin wild scarred
child
headed upstate for the pen now
now im grown with
kids of my own
and i gotta do right what the grans did
wrong
now im in a battle for my soul control
tryin to
get back everything they stole
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