Propaganda - Inheritance lyrics

Don't take away his inheritance That's what he cries So the Lord saw fit to save him But not before this And the night has shown 'nuff weakness Landed him right here A few moments of pleasure got him tied to the type of woman mama said be wise to But he finally understands what Dr. King meant That a man can't ride your back unless you've bent it Stand up, man up, take care of your own Though reduced to the weekends, he'll still fo' sho' show up But it's sho' 'nuff [?] how something so sinful nine months later got you blissful and it ain't quite simple And yeah homie, I get that Like how you tell your daughter that's why you think of her mama But he can't stand the sight of her, in court fightin' her Frightened, losin' bad, judge think he lyin' He like "I am not them, not a statistic, I am desperate, please don't take away my inheritance" Cried And he sees her in the rearview, wavin' 'til he's gone Turns left at the corner and he cries the whole ride home Home... if you can call it that He misses her laughter And it shakes him to the core like the pound of the gavel And life is just k**in' time 'til Friday 3PM, mama comes late 'Cause she don't wanna see him She speaks so ill of him "That boy ain't no good, he grew up in Lynwood, he'll always be so good" But none of that matters 'cause it's daddy's time Let's shake the spot just for us, God Please stop the clock Hole every moment with him 'Cause quite literally, it could be his last one Lord, what has he become? He like "She doesn't deserve this and I hope I don't look nervous, she'll soon be a teenager and I'll be on her nerves then" But until then, he'll hold in the pain of being desperate Please don't take away his inheritance That's what he cries That's what we cry