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nantes - several sorrows on slauson كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
noogy: look, lil man, i’m sorry bout today. i ain’t too hot at this dad thing, you know?

joseph: it’s okay if you replace my dad. he always yell at my mommy and say mean stuff to me

noogy: what you mean? mean stuff like what?

[verse 1]
i remember the day you came
covered in blood in my arms
i heard yo cries and i was the one to blame
your mother grindin’ her t__th and strugglin’ thru the trauma
not nearly out of our teens
guess you could blame my mama
guess you could make an observation that i’m still a child waitin’ for the love i see many might receive
so what do i have in store for a baby at seventeen?
and f_ck, yo moms a tad bit younger, it make me sick
kuz i was playin’ in her face, knowin’ i gotta another chick
so look at this, who a chip off the block?
but i’m more man than him wit a sack and a glock
wit a flag and a set, catch a fade, get a rep
or i get known for the flockin’
see, i was watchin’ when my homies got gaffled for the sh_t that they daddy had told ’em not to do
bein’ a b_tch wasn’t an option, make a man outta you
the only choice still remainin’ is to tell em the truth
[hook]
i hope my son feel wanted
pray no one prey upon him
kuz i’ll k!ll ‘em if they touch his life
i tell no lies
they was servin’ white to blacks
hate was the motive and enterprise
i hope my son feel wanted
pray no one prey upon him
kuz i’ll k!ll ‘em if they touch his life
you think i won’t spray?
they blew the nose off the sphinx
and had the nerve to hide they f_ckin’ face

[verse 2]
i remember the day you came
covered in blood in my arms
i heard yo cries and i was the one to blame
your father bein’ a mark, he gotta get up
how many women yearnin’ litigation or sendin’ served subpoenas?
how many children gon suffer kuz of misguided p_ssy and poor p_n_s?
how many mamas swallow kids to keep the lights on?
food on the table and the clothes on yo back
don’t be talkin’ out yo neck bout where yo daddy be at
or what yo mama be doin’ when mister charles come thru
kuz we gon rob his ass blind when he step off the stoop
b_tch, you bet not have no n_ggas round my son
talkin’ that step daddy kuz we gon get his ass gone
kuz i know the lies they sell and the destitution they bring
and i’ma whoop yo lil ass if you believe any dream
kuz i’m yo father, lil n_gga, i make a man outta you
the only choice still remainin’ is to tell em the truth
[hook]
i hope my son feel wanted
pray no one prey upon him
kuz i’ll k!ll ‘em if they touch his life
i tell no lies
they was servin’ white to blacks
hate was the motive and enterprise
i hope my son feel wanted
pray no one prey upon him
kuz i’ll k!ll ‘em if they touch his life
you think i won’t spray?
they blew the nose off the sphinx
and had the nerve to hide they f_ckin’ face
i hope my son feel wanted
pray no one prey upon him
kuz i’ll k!ll ‘em if they touch his life
i tell no lies
they was servin’ white to blacks
hate was the motive and enterprise
i hope my son feel wanted
pray no one prey upon him
kuz i’ll k!ll ‘em if they touch his life
you think i won’t spray?
they blew the nose off the sphinx
and had the nerve to hide they f_ckin’ face
[outro]
nina: oh my god! dee, look at noogy face!

noogy: man, i’m solid. it’s nothin

dw: noogy, it’s not nothin’. i told you leave that girl alone, man. she trouble!

noogy: man, you don’t even know her!

dw: n_gga, neither do you! now, gimme the m_th_f_ckin’ gun and sit yo ass down fore tiny get you shot!

noogy: man, watch out! _screen door opens and closes_

nina: noogy, wait!

dw: ay! ay! bring yo ass here! _screen door slams_

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