| Yeah, Iso
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| For the kids
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| Yeah
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| This song will get the people talking
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| So everybody quiet, please settle down
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| It’s apparent like a mom and dad
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| That this song like Pac needs to get around
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| Now think about a ghetto child whose mom and dad are never found so they get
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| placed all day around to whoever now
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| And let’s say it’s all broken people around them
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| So their mirror a broken mirror soon is where they’re headed wow
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| Like a chopper, I’ll attempt to cover hella ground
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| Daycare and rent cost the same, check it out
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| So while you’re training for your door job
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| Your baby is around people with no home training
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| Let me stress it now
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| If one in five girls or one in 20 boys gets assaulted
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| Sexually in America, that’s hella wild
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| Not to mention if you do the math it means that there is somebody potentially
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| around them that gets aroused
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| And due to strict nature that a parent has
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| If something happens to them they’ll be scared to go and tell 'em how
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| Somebody violated them, it could be family or still a baby unable to speak,
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| an undeveloped child
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| And what will soon develop all distorted views on sex on top of low self-esteem
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| plus depression now
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| Even being withdrawn, suicide is where it led him, wild, is the picture
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| starting to develop now?
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| Now picture every family’s deep dark secrets that everyone fakes to forget about
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| And picture how the family reunions have to feel with your anxiety while you’re
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| faking hella smiles
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| Then picture the street code 'cause everybody’s seen it
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| It don’t matter if you’re black, white, yellow, brown
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| And the prisons don’t even have to let him out
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| Because of charges that you never filed on a pedophile
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| So many are hurt and take no action
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| The type of hurt that many don’t come back from
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| So please be aware 'cause you can’t tell what happens
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| To all our kids within a parent’s absence
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| (And the kids say) Where was my mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| (And the babies say) Where was my mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| (Let the children say) Where was my mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| (They were feeling like) Where were my parents? |
| Oh I’m so sad
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| Ain’t no telling the thoughts of an individual grown
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| When 90 percent of the life, the kid was alone
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| Where was your mom and daddy, not getting along?
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| And dating a bunch of strangers that enter your home
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| Embarrassing killers 'cause now your kid is exposed
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| They wanna be like you so now they get to indulge
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| The little ones see you constantly pick up the phone
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| And you forgot to set the parental controls
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| The more I think about it yo my temperament grows
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| 'Cause back then, informing us wasn’t digital, bro
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| The men and women that did it were sickening yo
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| With no computer to sit behind, it was physical bro
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| Because it happened to me and then think so many before
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| These are bars for the deserving of imprisonment, bro
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| And to think I was busy minding my business you know
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| Playing Sega Genesis, eating a cinnamon roll
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| Damn, now my sex addiction it grows
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| Love isn’t connected to it, it wasn’t close
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| Too many relationships have ended in float
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| So my drive was for intercourse and I did it to cope
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| Riding 'round listening to Citizen Cope
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| About to burn a Penitentiary and it was the most
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| Vivid description that I can feel in my soul
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| 'Cause it was more mental how I’m really engulfed
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| I gotta sickening soul dark, it was lit up before
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| But now it’s rigid and dull, I gotta dip it in gold
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| As an infant, was immature, had to give up the ghost
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| I was robbed of my innocence, pennies ripped from my coat
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| This is the most intrinsic 'cause when you’re ripping the flow
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| The tears I did when I wrote this, it was written in gold
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| To only be gotten by victims, you don’t get it, you know
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| If you ain’t been through it, quit your insolence, give 'em a poke
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| This is a dose, general 'So
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| So many are hurt and take no action
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| The type of hurt that many don’t come back from
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| So please be aware 'cause you can’t tell what happens
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| To all our kids within a parent’s absence
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| (And the kids say) Where was my mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| (And the babies say) Where was my mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| (Let the children say) Where was my mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| (They were feeling like) Where were my parents? |
| Oh I’m so sad
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| Save the children, y’all
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| Save the children, y’all
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| Save the children, y’all
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| Save the children, y’all
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| Where was mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| Where was mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| Where was mommy? |
| Where was my dad?
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| Where were my parents? |
| Oh I’m so sad |