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These little kids think I'm the man And they don't understand that everything I do is haram I phoned up my mum, about to open up a shop Maroc She said son you need to open up Qu'ran Because Allah's got a different plan You think you're poor? You need to visit Sudan You haven't visited the Hajj But you're going jail every week to visit the gang How you're living is mad I'm sorry son I did what I can Your dad left, you were sitting in prams I had to work a hundred hours just to get me a grand I got divorced, I never got me a man I worked hard to make sure my baby boy he got all that he can We got poor, but I stook to the plan I praised God and put my life in his hands I hope you do understand, I value you as a man" You know I hear you with my heart mummy (What now son?) But the world's dark mummy So I get this dark money Starve for Allah, akhi I can't let my fam starve just to keep Allah happy All of my dargs trappy, get it in the dark trackie Food up in the large cabby, I hope they free my dog Ratty Is there angels in this world fam? There's a human here asking for some help fam Letras de cancionesIs there angels, is there angels in this world fam? There's a human here asking for some help fam Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi My eyes red, where's my black glasses? I take mad chances Tell the label "Fuck your advances" You can take your hundred bags, fuck your hundred bags You can shove it up your fat asses I get this money on a black R6 I got this Russian Makarov from the black market Squeeze the mac, clean the mac, park it I'm doing evil but I'm clean hearted I'm like free our kid Was with your bro the other day, he got my car fixed I'm still out here on the roads on my die 'ard shit You doing life, turn to Deen it'll make the time pass quick You doing life, turn to Deen it'll make the time pass quick (Ya Allah) Asleep in my room, it was quarter to five blud I woke up to a bright light making my eyes numb I jumped out of bed, who the fucks in my room? A deep voice replied: "I'm your father, you're my son" I've only got one dad I'm the one in your life son You need to change your ways before all of your times' done I gave you many choices, you never made right ones Yeah you prayed daily, but only when night comes I blessed you with health I blessed you with fam So I stepped on the train, and I was dressed like a tramp I asked you for change, to go get me some food You was rude and said no, but just went to the bank You've done a lot of bad that I know you ain't regretting You've done a lot bad, that I'll forgive, but not forgetting My child I can pass you into heaven Now tell me what you've done to deserve to be let in Oh Lord, I've been praying for weeks Every day on my knees, you know my faith isn't weak But wait I got a little question for you I know I've done a lot of sin, but you've put AIDS in the streets And you created disease, and you put guns in the world You let these dirty old men rape these innocent girls You got my tugs in the jail, fuck this Some are innocent males You got the poor starving No justice in the states, they're killing more dark skin Oh my lord, I'm on the floor asking You got the world up the war, how longs the war lasting? How longs the war lasting? From Letras Mania