Here is God Bless The Child Lyrics by Jim Jones Ft. 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
i’ve 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 couldn’t 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 that’s my cousin crack,
and that’s 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 won’t …
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 don’t see the bars
then wyclef is on tour with the fugees
i was … boys in the hood you can’t force the movies
thought i was hard shit when bought the coop
i was down in the tunnel when i water goof
i was the ice broke … on the sweater
… this loving bitch wait before manner
just spending all my chips on the softest leathers
i told my niggers meet them at the crossroads
… i’ma see our best sports go
more money …more phones
shit i ain’t scared of you mofos
you funny niggers like … i do something till you say nigger turn around
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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
it’s much deeper than a rap song
think it’s sweet until this beef is getting clapped on
i’ve 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 it’s new york then we’re up town
california sport … touchdown
i’m 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 …
it’s the least that caught a mill…
this shit they follow me like i’m …
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.
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