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l.a.h. (french) - amnesia [lyrics] كلمات الأغنية

-opening-
yeah l.a.h. – feel me on this one…
to all these dudes, sleeping with these females out here. like its some kinda priority to…
then u end up having mistake babies…
babies who never asked to be born in this world
in the 1st place
and u leave the girl, like u ain’t got some typpa responsibility
immature m-f-, i got 1 question for ya…

-verse-
how can you catch amnesia…
get in her pants n leave her
do the same thing to da next girl
i’m a believer. .
in karma, so if those kids don’t have a father
then their kids won’t have a father either
i’m blasting nas’ ether/
please jesus
help me, pick up the pieces. /
as i pick up where he left off
pick up his kids n stand tall
on the steps, oh i guess i was meant to be a stepdad. and i think that’s too d-mn odd/
but check it. this is advice..
word to the wise…
my cousin has a 3 different kids from 3 different guys… no lie/
guess some mistakes just turn out to be people…
they love and leave you…
to hate them again
more sequels, of pure evil…
you raise your kids
and keep them in school…
can’t leave your family tree
to drown inside his gene pool…/
seems you, seem to…
be stuck inside a pickle…
you try to find a man
but all these guys are fickle…
no father figure
no one willing to be a parent
so shout out2single mothers
we don’t give them enough credit… check it
back when i was on mxit
i almost got in with this chick who had 3 kids/ what was i thinking?
but honestly
i dnt remember how much she had…
coz clouds form a storm around the thoughts in my head./
like how it would’ve turned out…
coz i was in school
and she needed someone mature now…
that i think about it. i can’t blame her..
i couldn’t bring change. like high favor
momma gave me change
my paper, was low. and she needed someone getting major, dough. for his labour/
lately my thoughts drift deeper …
my niece has a father that barely sees her…
used to give child support, but now he barely does that either/
so on the sideline, i watch and listen…
he has a child by another woman/
who reminded him of my sister…
and he favors them more
tell me where does it differ/
like shades of color
every day i shudder to think…
but i’m stuck when i sink./
into my thoughts, so lost
like i blazed a blunt just…
what’s up with my brain
i stray and wander…
through lanes of pain
in a daze and wonder…
if i become a daddy, what is it exactly
that really makes a father?/ can you tell me
providing with money
or spending some time…
would you rather be around
answer these questions of mine…

savannah has a child now
she told me it was planned
thing she didn’t plan on
was almost close2the end/
man that boy ain’t a man
da father’s out there
running the streets
doing drugs with his friends now
probably as i speak/
and she has new boyfriend now
treating me like a fling…
or something of the past
d-mn how long has it been/
thinking back, my friends always said they don’t wanna date a girl…
that has a child, and deal with issues from her crazy world/
like, the baby daddy who comes by frequently…
coz he still loves her and it seems dat she… might be oblivious, but recently…
you start to notice. a change of scenery… every week you see, that really he..
tries2get her back, secretly/_
so here’s something
you need to believe…
he uses the child as an excuse
to see her and leaves…
best believe/
he’s gonna leave with her
she leaves you alone…
now you sitting in your room, watching tv all along/
fighting insecurity… but surely, these…
subjects, projects pictures without obscurity/
the moment we, know…
the more that we, show…/
the nonsense that bothers us…
we get judged, but there’s a lot of us…
that no more trust… or fall inlove…
till we stuck in something we thought was l-st/
luckily, for me. its not what i depend on…
like girls who put their soulmates in the friendzone/
i am gone…
walking away from what doesn’t make sense…
comprehend my common sense
because they can’t…/
make plans, with my 6th sense…
i see fate, where they see chance…
pretend if you want
or take heed to my predictions
you’ll see them…
come true, like a dream, then…
either you get high on the weekends
or tie up the loose ends…
cut off the split ends, or that’s where we end…
end of story, girl its thee end./
but enough of that….
since you came inside that girl like there’s no coming back!/
and as u left her, when she was pregnant
now dat its over, dammit/
u came back to get her…
like yall getting back together/
playing dat new drake’s mixtape…
this season, but u seeing
a sign on a wall saying:
if u reading this its too late.(dudes say)
i bet it feel like da whole world hating on you…
but what’s da hold up, the world’s waiting on you…yeah!

-closing-
ready or not, here i come, you can’t hide
i’m gonna find you, and take it slowly
ready or not!!!

- l a h french

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