This song here, Is Dedicated, To my mom, to my pops, To my family, To my daughter, To the people that I know and love to day,
Madrox: ] I was the product of two the never got along, I was after a song, they heard the night I was born, I was probly planned but you know how it go, Pops was and had it all under control, Moms was on and and couldn't wait to leave, But she was pregnant now and still a to be, And because of that fact she stayed and put up his shit, and took that, motha fucka could dish, Believe it wasn't and from what i'm told, Then again I don't I was two years old, I was too young to or see the tears in her eyes, And wonder why every night she would cry and to die, Thats Some Up Shit, But I was so free, Like every other just livin' a fantasy, Never for a second, Considered it real, If it should I change the way that I feel,
Just like a parent wanna shield you all the pain, No matter how much inside that suffering, A true like the wings of a dove, And its real because its all coming again,
is tripping, and is chilling, brainstorming trying to up on a million, Or a thousand, a few hundred will be on time, them bills is piling up, and we're further behind, And dept collect is and calling the phone, when they come to our house, we would pretend we wasn't home, in the wikline, free and cheese, when gratuity baskets local charities, Its not fresh at all you going to school, And can't afford to dress just like the kids do, so with used books and last year's shoes, I was destined to never make it to the likes of school, Time and pops got sick and fell ill, and everything down hill, And them S.S.I. checks didn't cover the bills not even close, Moms the boat afloat as we coast into next year,
Just a parent wanna shield you from all the pain, No matter how much inside you're suffering, A True like the wings of a dove, And its real its all love coming again,
I see pops less than before, But he is living in the same house the bedroom door, Its always again, and sleeping no doubt, A rare occasion be a bathroom would him out, And I get to see him for a second to say hey, How you doing, to see you awake, Are you ok? For him no reply, Yea I'm Fine, And the same leave my world without saying goodbye, Can you imagine the of pain that I felt, I was too shocked to cry excepting to change dealt, I went to school and all the in my class, Attended a mass, To that he passed, I Wanted to cry but not in of my peers, And not in of a priest so I wiped away tears, And the whole sorrow like a bit of relief, And prayed to god to let me talk to him night when I sleep,
Just like a parent wanna you from all the pain, No matter how much inside that suffering, A True like the wings of a dove, And its real its all love coming again...
A True Sacrifice Like The Of A Dove, And Its Real Because Its All coming Again,
Just a parent wanna shield you from all the pain, No matter how much inside that suffering, A Sacrifice like the wings of a dove, And its real because its all coming again...