The Kids Need You
My life is realer than you ever knew
The illest nigga that never blew
So fuck rap
Just be a better you
They slept on hp lovecraft
Until he died
When malcolm got killed
Man niggas ain't even ride
When malcolm got killed
Niggas ain't even change their lives
So whats it all for?
And is it really worth it in the end?
Blind and dumb
Trying to find my purpose in the gin
The earths surface twisting and spin
Worthless men
That can't raise the seeds that they plant
The black womans hair is like the trees
The root of it all
We're leaves on her branch
We call her the earth
A seed in her soil creates the birth
But some of these hoes be in the club
Off of the perks
Every night they hit the club high
About to twerk
Don't wanna work or raise the children
Shit got me irked
Keeping fathers from their kids
Bringing strange niggas to the crib
1000 dollars spent on a wig
Gettin your nails did
Your kid rockin dirty shoes
The niggas that you choose
Be mad confused
Thirty years old
Like what's the move
Acting eighteen
Saying your spiritual but you be faking
You are what you attract
The universe just mirrors that
Seventy percent single homes
Where all the fathers at?
The kids need you
And even if your wiz leave you
What about hebrew
What up ahki
The god body
What up christian
I ain't banging on no religion
We all black
Striving to be righteous
While we living
Man and his mission
Teach the kids to study right
Giving the dead life
Bringing niggas to the light
The illest nigga that never blew
So fuck rap
Just be a better you
They slept on hp lovecraft
Until he died
When malcolm got killed
Man niggas ain't even ride
When malcolm got killed
Niggas ain't even change their lives
So whats it all for?
And is it really worth it in the end?
Blind and dumb
Trying to find my purpose in the gin
The earths surface twisting and spin
Worthless men
That can't raise the seeds that they plant
The black womans hair is like the trees
The root of it all
We're leaves on her branch
We call her the earth
A seed in her soil creates the birth
But some of these hoes be in the club
Off of the perks
Every night they hit the club high
About to twerk
Don't wanna work or raise the children
Shit got me irked
Keeping fathers from their kids
Bringing strange niggas to the crib
1000 dollars spent on a wig
Gettin your nails did
Your kid rockin dirty shoes
The niggas that you choose
Be mad confused
Thirty years old
Like what's the move
Acting eighteen
Saying your spiritual but you be faking
You are what you attract
The universe just mirrors that
Seventy percent single homes
Where all the fathers at?
The kids need you
And even if your wiz leave you
What about hebrew
What up ahki
The god body
What up christian
I ain't banging on no religion
We all black
Striving to be righteous
While we living
Man and his mission
Teach the kids to study right
Giving the dead life
Bringing niggas to the light
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Grimes, Victor Frazier
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