LIVING CHILD.

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TOBi - Rap, East Coast Rap

LIVING CHILD.

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[Verse] Kept chips in the stash spot Wherever I go bitches turn their head in a deadlock Keep pennies in the coffee pot Momma said, "Need anything, ask ya pops" Wasn't 'round, busy on his knees Spending money on child fees, world filled with rounds Dead screaming the name of Jah, create compounds in the concrete where mothers frown Stained glass, and pained gowns Penitentiary with paid salutes and fake crowns Got me in a suit screaming fake words, and fake sounds Tell the truth, my soul never been down No Maggie Nеlson to tell us where thе blues shout And why the price to live cost more than a hundred thou, I'm tryna make it out a living child But these stares keep me in doubt Darkened by the light, I see the mounds of bodies in the clouds Tryna keep it in bounds Always boxed in, my thoughts always found Solace in the wind, and comfort in the shroud Used to beat old men with nothing but a pen, and nothing but a pound Tryna see what life about, left my town in exchange to smoke rounds Disappointed in myself, think I need to calm down [Intermission} I've tried many times to tell people, I'm not who they perceive me as I'm not what they've heard about, and I'm kind at heart And I don't need recognition for things I've done I'm always tryna lead a quiet life, I just can't escape it So instead, I decided to face that shit In hopes that one day, I can rest, forever Facing the sun, in hopes that one day, it too, can rest Peace [Outro] Toast to the dark ones, toast to the lost ones Toast to everyone, locked from the sun Toast to the dark ones, toast to the lost ones Toast to everyone, locked from the dark sun Yeah

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  • Jordi Alexander Arias