C.RAD.B - Holy Child

Yall already know this
C.rad.b with the beat
Also coming with the speech
Yo
Sea moss on top
Where I got hair loss
I pulled it out
Showering Shitting sleeping
Behind bars
I only got one seat in my car
Yo
I can flow
This bar after bar after bar
While enjoying time I have under these stars
In current reality
And in my mind beyond yalls
This syco gang
Iamu cannot join the cause
I rep the family
And my inner world
Shout out my dawg
Mosty madros
G o d what up haus
I hear I own land down south
But cuzzo say it cost
Damn do I gotta call another lawyer up
Cause we did this six years ago
When my daddy croaked
And why i'm thinking serving you like troy
With murder in the skull
I'm not like these other grown ups
Who gone only play with toys
But wait
Who am I kidding
Cause this body bring me joy
So this continuous living
Doesn't seek out to destroy
Why y'all take me as a joke
I'll admit I had some trouble
Knowing exactly what I want
But yo i've already taken off tho
I gotta make it out this struggle
And I'm bringing with me brothers
I been paying the cost
Of humility and feeling lost
So I use some as a gps
To know how not to trot
I got fam with mental problems
All I can do is listen when they talk
When I do drive to visit
I'm only focused on the mission
This my new religion
So the future I'm now living in
Myself I been disciplining
In order to win it
All these things i've been thinking
I now wanna feel em
She stayed in little rock
Crispy cremes she go and get em
Before the sun would come and visit
I don't know how to treat my niggas
So we stick to strictly business
I'm now really feeling clifton
With these heights that I visit
Feeling the pain of what you mention
Then yo eyes start to water
But those problems no longer living
So just look at where you living
Thankful for none of this was given
Yo I be trotting round the yard
On an ounce of some strong
Plotting with myself
Rarely sharing with my dawgs
Cause I don't fully know they wrongs
Pray some ways I can evolve
I been consulting with the god
Phone no longer on silent
I can't afford to miss these calls
While i'm trying be a pilot
I got passengers
Friends and family
Lending me guidance
Learning off they mileage
Thinking disrespectful when i'm silent
Holy child ma saying we all trying to find it
Yo
Popping stayed her pussy
When i'd come over to visit
Same intermission
We was sexing came in children
Reminded me of seeing momma
And a cracker I wasn't feeling
Damn why still to this day
Do I really wanna kill him
But we all got some healing
And those thoughts I cannot peel em
So I see step daddy's problems
The same as mine
Love we wasn't getting
I want gold in my teeth
Just like my older nigga's
He tell me not to trust him
Those words hurt my feelings
With him I continue building
Until we make it out these ceilings
Helping corporations build up
I'm really fed up
This holy child
Ain't spitting nothing mild
The virus real
But they lying bout the cure in the vile still
So I slide in the z
The tires I do not peel
Respect for people sleeping
2 a.m. I got and get it
It's hard to heal
When others agenda's what you build
That part of self I wanna kill
Finding what I can make real
Yo spitting in the booth
Of the sleeper where I started
Using time to know the wrong directions
Not be heading
I could really use some women
As a medic
Cause playing with myself really selfish
And I don't mind smelling shellfish
Yo that's a joke
Don't look towards me as yo hope
I been climbing up my own rope
With bad habits
That only help me cope
With the reality with no matter how cold
My problems only froze
Thawing out again in summer time
For me to grow
Then finding me another road
Yo can a prince kiss a toad
To help me help out with these tolls
Then again I don't really know
I continue to grow
Fucking me some hoes
But not what I wanna grow
So I pause some of those actions
Thinking the other side is scoring close
But then again
Over there I do not wanna be
Hiding in my clothes
In realities I don't know
Cause that situation hasn't grown
Yo I be trotting round the yard
On an ounce of some strong
Plotting with myself
Rarely sharing with my dawgs
Cause I don't fully know they wrongs
Pray some ways I can evolve
I been consulting with the god
Phone no longer on silent
I can't afford to miss these calls
While i'm trying be a pilot
I got passengers
Friends and family
Lending me guidance
Learning off they mileage
Thinking disrespectful when i'm silent
Holy child ma says we all trying to find it

Written by:
Conrad Bridges

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