The grits SONG

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G \ The Grits \ 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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