[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:19.42](feat. Ursula Rucker) [Ursula Rucker] [00:29.93]Muffled sound of fist on flesh [00:32.60]Blows to chest [00:33.62]No breath [00:34.22]Air gasps [00:35.69]You ain't nothing but white trash, *****! [00:38.00]With each hit, each kick, each...broken rib [00:40.64]Crack, Crack! [00:41.78]Bones are crying [00:43.22]Mommy's crying and bleeding [00:44.90]And pleading [00:45.56]And then... [00:46.49]Daddy wants to **** [00:48.53]**** hard, swelled with power rush [00:50.60]And as if all that wasn't enough [00:52.46]Mommy's seven months heavy with birth [00:54.56]As...Daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear [singing softly] [01:00.98]First...lullaby [01:02.63]First...Son...will...ever...hear [01:07.22]And never forget [01:15.20]Mommy almost bled to death when she have him...finally [01:19.19]She'd already lost...three [01:21.08]Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak [01:23.39]From being daily beat [01:25.10]And Friday nights were the worse and... [01:27.32]Daddy never came with flowers [01:29.57]Instead he spent hours at some corner spot [01:32.09]With some bar pop named [01:33.38]Cookie Putting his thing down [01:35.51]Soiling Mommy's sheets with... [01:37.43]Sweet...talk s*it, [01:39.02]Cookie's cheap lipstick, [01:40.37]Hair grease, sperm, and jezebel juice [01:43.07]To hell with the good news that... [01:44.78]He was a father for the first time [01:46.70]His thirst for wine and women [01:48.47]Clouded his vision... [01:50.89]No warm welcome for mother and son [01:53.05]Just... The rank smell of ass-crack, funk, and cum [01:57.13]But Mommy's prayerful strength-her best defense [01:59.56]She...burned the dirty linens [02:01.33]Made a fresh bed [02:02.77]Laid sleeping [02:03.64]First Son down [02:05.05]And never made a sound [02:07.00]As she purged her scourge [02:08.50]With birth-blood and quiet tears [02:11.20]Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice [02:14.98]Lie there in his soft skin and new life [02:17.08]Breathing, dreaming, fresh from [02:18.58]God's eye [02:20.32]Mommy's little survivor [02:22.21]Like...her [02:24.50]Mommy called crazy and scorned ' [02:26.84]Cuz she two more born [02:28.64]One boy soon after [02:29.96]The girl much later and... [02:31.73]Although they were both sung the same lullabies of hate [02:34.31]Her...First [02:35.60]Son, the first one [02:36.71]Whose...womb-world was profaned [02:39.74]Came of age playing street games [02:42.11]With Stewie, [02:43.64]Rezzie, and [02:43.88]Little Brother ' [02:44.57]Till his heart start to wither [02:46.61]In pain and shame [02:49.08]Blamed Mom for the wrong she let [02:50.97]Daddy do to her [02:52.02]And him... [02:52.53]Let...sins of the [02:53.82]Father cause his [02:54.75]Innocence to wander [02:56.61]Found out amongst thieves [02:58.35]Chose to squander his dreams [03:00.51]Stopped believing in himself [03:02.76]Become prodigal with his life [03:05.25]Make impossible s*it right with... [03:07.53]Gang-ties, crime, lies [03:09.72]Erase wise, woeful words of [03:11.67]Mother Replaced them with absurdities of others [03:15.75]Who had also lost their way [03:19.34]Played a different kind of street game now [03:21.50]First Son plunged deep [03:22.97]Speak street-family vows [03:25.13]Espouse no causes but his own [03:27.83]See, he couldn't protect [03:28.94]Mommy's neck from [03:29.75]Daddy's grasp [03:30.71]Or...protect [03:32.24]Mommy's ass from [03:32.69]Daddy's wrath [03:33.44]Couldn't s*ield her ears from... [03:35.48]Daddy's foul-mouthed, liquor-breath jeers [03:39.06]His only defense-served be confidence [03:41.97]Brown bottles housed his swift descent [03:45.54]Phones called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans [03:49.29]Now...Daddy and him twins in addiction [03:53.04]Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends [03:56.40]By liquefied demons [03:58.77]Had become what he despised from [04:00.90]Conception 'til [04:01.80]End Destined for a demise [04:05.46]Survived nine lives of staying high [04:08.40]Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft [04:12.33]Womanizing...only for money, never for *** [04:14.85]Bullet in chest, baseball bat to the head [04:17.37]Left for dead [04:19.76]So, eyes wide and glassy [04:21.98]Speech...slowed and slurred [04:24.44]Lips twitched with caked-up codeine candy [04:26.96]And mouth corners one [04:28.22]December 24th [04:30.53]Mr. Hide and [04:31.97]False Friend [04:33.35]Took final ride to suburban supplier [04:36.35]Shots were fired by the gray man [04:38.33]With shaky hand [04:39.89]But not shaky enough to miss... [04:41.87]Hit...Lost [04:43.28]Boy in back [04:44.84]So-called [04:45.44]Friend runs for door [04:47.36]Leaves First [04:48.14]Son blood-born [04:49.67]Lying alone in blood on cold floor [04:53.09]Death was the cause of... [04:55.58]Returning to [04:56.42]Innocence [04:57.68]Lost... Baby ' [05:03.14]Sis awake for dawn on [05:05.03]Chris**as morn [05:06.02]To Mommy's sobs and shakes [05:08.72]Daddy's silhouettes of regret [05:11.21]All past, omitted, and absolved by lost [05:14.90]As they clung to each other [05:17.45]Knowing...
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:19.42](feat. Ursula Rucker) [Ursula Rucker]
[00:29.93]Muffled sound of fist on flesh
[00:32.60]Blows to chest
[00:33.62]No breath
[00:34.22]Air gasps
[00:35.69]You ain't nothing but white trash, *****!
[00:38.00]With each hit, each kick, each...broken rib
[00:40.64]Crack, Crack!
[00:41.78]Bones are crying
[00:43.22]Mommy's crying and bleeding
[00:44.90]And pleading
[00:45.56]And then...
[00:46.49]Daddy wants to ****
[00:48.53]**** hard, swelled with power rush
[00:50.60]And as if all that wasn't enough
[00:52.46]Mommy's seven months heavy with birth
[00:54.56]As...Daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear [singing softly]
[01:00.98]First...lullaby
[01:02.63]First...Son...will...ever...hear
[01:07.22]And never forget
[01:15.20]Mommy almost bled to death when she have him...finally
[01:19.19]She'd already lost...three
[01:21.08]Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak
[01:23.39]From being daily beat
[01:25.10]And Friday nights were the worse and...
[01:27.32]Daddy never came with flowers
[01:29.57]Instead he spent hours at some corner spot
[01:32.09]With some bar pop named
[01:33.38]Cookie Putting his thing down
[01:35.51]Soiling Mommy's sheets with...
[01:37.43]Sweet...talk s*it,
[01:39.02]Cookie's cheap lipstick,
[01:40.37]Hair grease, sperm, and jezebel juice
[01:43.07]To hell with the good news that...
[01:44.78]He was a father for the first time
[01:46.70]His thirst for wine and women
[01:48.47]Clouded his vision...
[01:50.89]No warm welcome for mother and son
[01:53.05]Just... The rank smell of ass-crack, funk, and cum
[01:57.13]But Mommy's prayerful strength-her best defense
[01:59.56]She...burned the dirty linens
[02:01.33]Made a fresh bed
[02:02.77]Laid sleeping
[02:03.64]First Son down
[02:05.05]And never made a sound
[02:07.00]As she purged her scourge
[02:08.50]With birth-blood and quiet tears
[02:11.20]Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice
[02:14.98]Lie there in his soft skin and new life
[02:17.08]Breathing, dreaming, fresh from
[02:18.58]God's eye
[02:20.32]Mommy's little survivor
[02:22.21]Like...her
[02:24.50]Mommy called crazy and scorned '
[02:26.84]Cuz she two more born
[02:28.64]One boy soon after
[02:29.96]The girl much later and...
[02:31.73]Although they were both sung the same lullabies of hate
[02:34.31]Her...First
[02:35.60]Son, the first one
[02:36.71]Whose...womb-world was profaned
[02:39.74]Came of age playing street games
[02:42.11]With Stewie,
[02:43.64]Rezzie, and
[02:43.88]Little Brother '
[02:44.57]Till his heart start to wither
[02:46.61]In pain and shame
[02:49.08]Blamed Mom for the wrong she let
[02:50.97]Daddy do to her
[02:52.02]And him...
[02:52.53]Let...sins of the
[02:53.82]Father cause his
[02:54.75]Innocence to wander
[02:56.61]Found out amongst thieves
[02:58.35]Chose to squander his dreams
[03:00.51]Stopped believing in himself
[03:02.76]Become prodigal with his life
[03:05.25]Make impossible s*it right with...
[03:07.53]Gang-ties, crime, lies
[03:09.72]Erase wise, woeful words of
[03:11.67]Mother Replaced them with absurdities of others
[03:15.75]Who had also lost their way
[03:19.34]Played a different kind of street game now
[03:21.50]First Son plunged deep
[03:22.97]Speak street-family vows
[03:25.13]Espouse no causes but his own
[03:27.83]See, he couldn't protect
[03:28.94]Mommy's neck from
[03:29.75]Daddy's grasp
[03:30.71]Or...protect
[03:32.24]Mommy's ass from
[03:32.69]Daddy's wrath
[03:33.44]Couldn't s*ield her ears from...
[03:35.48]Daddy's foul-mouthed, liquor-breath jeers
[03:39.06]His only defense-served be confidence
[03:41.97]Brown bottles housed his swift descent
[03:45.54]Phones called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans
[03:49.29]Now...Daddy and him twins in addiction
[03:53.04]Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends
[03:56.40]By liquefied demons
[03:58.77]Had become what he despised from
[04:00.90]Conception 'til
[04:01.80]End Destined for a demise
[04:05.46]Survived nine lives of staying high
[04:08.40]Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft
[04:12.33]Womanizing...only for money, never for ***
[04:14.85]Bullet in chest, baseball bat to the head
[04:17.37]Left for dead
[04:19.76]So, eyes wide and glassy
[04:21.98]Speech...slowed and slurred
[04:24.44]Lips twitched with caked-up codeine candy
[04:26.96]And mouth corners one
[04:28.22]December 24th
[04:30.53]Mr. Hide and
[04:31.97]False Friend
[04:33.35]Took final ride to suburban supplier
[04:36.35]Shots were fired by the gray man
[04:38.33]With shaky hand
[04:39.89]But not shaky enough to miss...
[04:41.87]Hit...Lost
[04:43.28]Boy in back
[04:44.84]So-called
[04:45.44]Friend runs for door
[04:47.36]Leaves First
[04:48.14]Son blood-born
[04:49.67]Lying alone in blood on cold floor
[04:53.09]Death was the cause of...
[04:55.58]Returning to
[04:56.42]Innocence
[04:57.68]Lost... Baby '
[05:03.14]Sis awake for dawn on
[05:05.03]Chris**as morn
[05:06.02]To Mommy's sobs and shakes
[05:08.72]Daddy's silhouettes of regret
[05:11.21]All past, omitted, and absolved by lost
[05:14.90]As they clung to each other
[05:17.45]Knowing...
