God Bless The Child

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Aasim - Rap, East Coast Rap

God Bless The Child

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[Intro] Check God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless Need, need mo' Heinekens, man God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless Yeah God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless They said I wouldn't make it God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless—God bless Yeah God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless—God bless God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless—God bless I'm here now, you gotta deal with it God bless the child that can hold his own Check it out [Verse 1] I'm raunchy, every murder haunts me Felony charge while that nigga had to taunt me I beat it, they call me Mike Jack now Music I needed, I'm on that mic crack now This that fight back sound the concrete is my contact now Your train of thought I highjack now Spend a couple stacks now for a polo horse shirt When I'm in that Challenger all the Rebook whores flirt Me I used the "D" train it all the way to Broadway Now I fuck with A-listers, Billboard to Broadway Last week I dreamt about Eva Mendes Now this week I might be with Eva Mendes I leave MCs offended for the fact I Dress, look, talk, and rap fly So you gotta throw me deuces when you pass by God bless me the black child winnin' by a landslide [Chorus] God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless—God bless God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless—God bless God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless—God bless God bless the child that can hold his own [Verse 2] Don't you wish on a star that I wasn't such a star Who you fuckin' with is somethin' like the son of God? Like a shirt tag with a "L" on it, I'm fuckin' large And when them bitches touch my dick they know it's somethin' hard Ah, I'm R-rated when I'm arcadin' But when I'm unrated that's the meanin' of not playin' I'm sayin' anything, that I fuckin' wanna say And if you got a problem with it, do somethin' or run away Look at these fly hoes, put your fuckin' gun away Oh he wanna fight now? Tell 'em that he's fuckin' gay, I don't care I've been in Paris with princesses Fuckin' twins had them in the telly incestin' Class is in session, I put away a couple of dollars for some Businesses, way beyond a big necklace If you walkin' with ya bitch, better tighten her cuff 'Cause when she look up, she'll be starin' at two big nuts, Aasim [Chorus] God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can hold his own—God bless God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless—God bless God bless the child that can—God bless—God bless

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  • Aasim
  • Lil Wonda