Testo di 'Children' di Rasheed

Verse 1

Remember back in the day
Parents givin us a thrashin
Diggin in that ass like its some kind of passion
And now i understand why
Just watchin my children growin up

Make a hustler wanna cry
Cause everything weve been through
They must experience
Will they learn the hard way?
Or come up with common sense

But what about the baby lyin lonely in the dumpster
Never given a chance
Will he be a victim of hunger?
What have i done?
Why am i here?

But little do this baby know
This happens year
Little ray made it pass the pacifier
Now he a passive liar
Smoke fire

A murder for hire
Little john his gang initiation
Infiltration
Findin in the enemy location
Cut em down
One round

Soldier got his stripes
Comrades hype
Hopin and dreamin to sterotype
Undercovers penetrated the g cult
Caught a youngster

Trailed him as an adult
Now he doinlife
Young flesh turned fool
This is the world through the eyes of a child

(rasheed talking to his kids)

Verse 2

Ever wonder why you keep finding barbie dolls dismantled?

Cause your husband got his step-daughter watchin the porno channel

Touchin her in a way

To 10 years she rather live her life gay

You call your son stupid

Then he gone think he stupid

Put that word in his head

And his brain will loop it

Over and over till he find love in this wicked world

Left home in search of diamonds and pearls

Heart in a twirl

Met a girl

Put his mind in a swirl

But no one gave a referal to her husband mr. earl

Caught him early in the mornin

Lookin at this young punk

Heart couldnt take it

Suffocated em put him in a trunk

Wife kept quiet

World i beg your pardon

But thats why so many of our babies endin up on milk cartons

I hold my babies with the grip of a anaconda

Stare at em closely

Put the emotions inside my binder

(rasheed talking to his kids)

Verse 3

I wrote this outta love for the kids of the earth

Surfin this tough turf

For what its worth

To all the new born

I give my soul for the lord to bless

And to all my homies with infants up in this wickedness

Birth control

The worst control miscarriage

No lullabies

Unborn babies in disparage

Let the semen enter the center inside the placenta

When the child is born

Watch him grow to anos cescenta

60 years but i will live to see it

I made this tape for planet

If it happen so be it

Baby bambinos to godfathers

If i lose my faith

I lose my space

Never misuse my pistol on my waist

My little nephew tears in eyes askin me why

His best friend makin bullets fly

(rasheed talking to his kids)