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t-thug - present parent lyrics

[verse 1]

verse to my unborn child
brenda gave birth
baby daddy is just like mine
i call my father “dad”
cause he dead to me
it’s 96 the cold air
reach my lungs for the first time
a n+gga gotta die
before a n+gga get a life
ain’t never had a father figure
talk about a toxic n+gga
no guidance
aggression is so misguided
fell into the wrong crowd
following the wrong clout
adolescence make you crazy
paranoia evanescent
hope you find a better way to phrase this
mama h+lla busy
bending backwards for you
i had to fail more to pass with a better vision
the fall is not the end
so dig they style then bury it
they love you to use you
abuse you and bruise you
they hate to see you find yourself
log off the google
explore the voodoo
trust the one you see with no mirror
no punchlines
just punch em in the soul line em up
someday you might have to light it up
puff it up with an open mind
watch your soul like a parent could
hope yours still together when you play this to em
[hook]

nhau
dzandauya nadzo mwanangu
nhau
dzin0bve kanyi kw+ngu kutiya
nhau
zviro zveshe zvinosisire kuchinja
nhau
nasisira tsoka kana weihambe munjira

[verse 2]

a verse to a brother and sister
with both parents
they never understand you
friends are the blessing
to listen and feel you
behind the stress they never really feel you
the difference in childhood
some of them never had toys
they had to figure
out how to make pure joy
have your say when that day makes way
spoke to the og and he told me
we raise ourself
as we grow in a dark pretty world
mother never raised you
because she had to
got you feeling like the consequence of a bad decision
the family amiss
got a brother but he ain’t my n+gga
i got my n+ggas but they ain’t my brothers
walking in the fatherless footsteps giving birth to dead babies with a lady that’s crazy
tryna be a present parent for the absence of my own
life too short to have all the problems
life is too long to hang on to one thing
dysfunction functions
like counting blessings with a cursed fingers
know that the dead right behind me pulling triggers
need a baptism
exorcise the weakness focus on the meek, we the ones looking after posterity
never judge parents until
i’m on in an offspring
[hook]

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