Bastard Child (Radio Version) – Master P
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Bastard Child (Radio Version)

Chorus

You abandoned P...
Now he don't have no, where to go
Nowhere go, nowhere go, I guess that's how it goes [Nowhere go, no...
Nowhere go, nowhere go, I guess that's how it goes

Verse 1

Giggety Glock and I'm out here G, be in the gang
I guess it's hard growin' up without your family man
Mommy left him cause they always used to fuss and fight
I used to cry at night, hope that dad would act right
Trippin' off my mommy, daddy started drinkin' Gin
Dropped me off at my grandma house I ain't seen him since
Sometimes I don't need my grandma she don't mean no harm
Cause she got 12 kids to feed on her own
Now I'm stuck up in the ghetto with the hoodrats
Tryin' to get paid off the cluckers and the county check
10 years old and my whole life just been a shame
No love from my family...
Just love from the game... [Just love from the game!
No one to turn to so I'm out there gettin' some scraps
Even though, only I hear there is "diggity datty"
And if I die today or tomorrow I guess I'm out of luck
A bastard child, all alone, so I'm stuck

Chorus

You abandoned P...
Now he don't have no, where to go
Nowhere go, nowhere go, I guess that's how it goes [Nowhere go
Nowhere go, nowhere go, I guess that's how it goes

This an fate unseen...
Now he don't live here, anymore
You gotta keep ya head up, you gotta keep ya head up [Anymore, anymore...]

Verse 2

A unwanted child a victim of the ghetto
Labeled as a lowlife, a go getter
An outcast looked down by the system G
A "Menace 2 Society", a brother without a family
And everytime I see a room without a damn ceiling
It remind me I was born in a abandoned building
Cause in the ghetto, you gotta learn the dirty dance
In other words, I mean "survival of the fittest" man
A snotty nose kid, without no food to eat
My role models is ?every car tune and DP?
Dripping wet, you see my Pamper leaking
But mama tripping cause she too busy out there tweeking
Our babysitter was a tore up dopefiend
I almost died, drunk a whole bottle of chlorine
And when I think about my pass I don't crack a smile
Cause it hurt, knowin' I was a bastard child

Chorus

You abandoned P...
Now he don't have no, where to go
Nowhere go, nowhere go, I guess that's how it goes [Nowhere go, nowhere go...
Nowhere go, nowhere go, I guess that's how it goes

This an fate unseen...
Now he don't live here, anymore
You gotta keep ya head up, you gotta keep ya head up [Anymore, anymore...]

Outro

Yeah, I'm out here in the hood tryin' to survive man
I'm bastard child...
But I still got love from my daddy that don't left me
I can't left [...] without been suceed in life

Verse 3

As the cops slight flashes in the others brothas face
They got me trippin' cause I livin' in this world that I hate
A young brotha won on the streets, see, I don't get it no sleeve
Knowin' the cops want let me deep in the concrete
Up in the streets servin' fiends, but y'all don't me dough
The ghetto's tryna kill me, so I'mma pray for hope
Rollin' with the same chooses and my whole life change
And O.G. taught me to be, in another gang
And you go legit, but still clock your ends
But don't forgive thangs, dawg, pay your dividends
Fancy cars and they think I slangin' dope
This is rap music from the streets to the radio
Now I made to the top and now I stand proud
Even though, I was bastard child...

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