Jim Jones - God Bless The Child lyrics

[Featuring: Wyclef Jean] god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own ive been left here one in the slum i used to hunt for my food like wolves hunt sheeps from the whole to the project learned to slap box cause i couldnt take the disrespect monalisa for a date on friday, she hears i was . and she said go away, go away but god blessed the child, i could have been a juvenile yeap, but thats my cousin crack, and thats me with the black and white wraps and the words became rare, and i gotta and i went from last to first, i bought 80 on the god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own would god bless cause the streets is hard pray for, living in the world we only see the sours smoking mirrors, the statue wont so who make it out or who sees the bars, the slum only a few make it out to see the cars a whole recruit make it out dont see the bars then wyclef is on tour with the fugees i was boys in the hood you cant force the movies thought i was hard sh** when bought the coop i was down in the tunnel when i water goof i was the ice broke on the sweater this loving b**h wait before manner just spending all my chips on the softest leathers i told my n******gs meet them at the crossroads ima see our best sports go more money more phones sh** i aint scared of you mofos you funny n******gs like i do something till you say n******g turn around god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own its much deeper than a rap song think its sweet until this beef is getting clapped on ive seen sweet dreams turn in nightmares, freddie cooper i watch street dreams turn in life years you can hear the last screams when they cry tears now i take my whole team and we fly less if its new york then were up town california sport touchdown im getting money with the call of fame it was right before call my name backing out the telly wheels in reverse she had the telly slip his own heels in the purse i put it in the cab and deal it with a its the least that caught a mill this sh** they follow me like im they must have got fat ...like forget it erase your profile my block appearance and i always ran the streets i had absent parents and every night we pray to the sky in the hood where is 9 million waste of god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own god bless the child that can hold his own.