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Master P

Genres: Hip-Hop

Bastard Child Lyrics - Master P

(Chorus) 

 

You abandoned P 

Now he don't have no where to go 

No where to go no where to go I guess I'll sell dope 

No where to go no where to go I guess I'll sell dope 

 

Verse 1 

 

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Giggety glock and I'm out there slanging cocaine 

I guess its hard growing 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 

Tripping off my mommy, daddy started drinking 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 

Trying to get paid off the cluckers and the county check 

10 years old and I'm out there slanging cocaine 

No love from my family, just love from the game 

No one to turn to so I'm out there slanging crack 

Keeps the giggety giggety nine up in my booksack 

And if I die today or tomorrow I guess I'm out of luck 

A bastard child all alone so I'm stuck 

 

(Chorus) 

 

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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 to 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 you gotta learn to throw them thangs 

A snotty nose kid without no food to eat 

My role models were the dealers? 

Dripping wet you see my pamper leaking 

But mama tripping cause she too busy out there tweeking 

Our baby sitter was a tore up dope fiend 

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 knowing I was a bastard child 

 

(Chorus) 

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