| Phone calls from afar, hangouts and all
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| Daddy do these, I done did a 50−50 job
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| Physically I’ve been detached, divorce took its toll
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| Of course, I wouldn’t fold
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| Phone calls from afar, hangouts and all
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| Daddy do these, I done did a 50−50 job
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| Physically I’ve been detached, divorce took its toll
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| Of course, I wouldn’t fold, and none of it was your fault
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| Before I get to things that glow, show the growth, dawg
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| Begin my atoning my sins, young kings I caught
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| You cuz 'cause you royalty, hope you see why I did it this way
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| Live with the dismay, my issues on display, hey
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| Sort of escape the way I was livin' them days
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| Seekin' sunrise and the shade, hopin' one day to be paid
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| In this career you get played
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| But it was escape from the harsh realities
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| Utter bed I made, where I lay, my options weighed
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| «Bye-bye, I wave» type of decision could’ve been great
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| But a slave to this rhythm, I couldn’t stay
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| Disappear, re-appear, couple jewels in your ear
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| Take it to cut, you here back at it where
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| I belong, distant, but near
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| My imprint persistent, it’s instinct I care
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| I was so selfish to barely help with
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| So much my momma dealt with, karma left me so helpless
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| Had to touch the bottom surface to resurface like a diver
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| I was there for dirty diapers and go-go gagas
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| Somewhere I lost survival tactics, steps backwards
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| Can’t raise bastards, present in the classes
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| My mom mastered, that single mother load carried
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| Your momma did the same, this shame I cannot bury
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| Not to worry, there’s a village raisin' princes
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| Jada, she’s a princess, unified within this
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| Love your mommy, you know they’ll love your pops
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| The princess now your sister, plantin' seeds and breedin' crops
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| We are strong, ready, able
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| Strong, ready, able
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| Strong, ready, able
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| Strong, ready, able
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| Fool, I’ma feed you food for thought, jewels
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| I’ma feed you jewels the way I carry them like crowns, pops
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| It’s the teacher and a student, father and a friend
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| Whatever roleplay, let’s share it like gems, emojis and DMs
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| hugs and kisses, shake the atlas
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| XOXO, live, love, laughter
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| Strong, ready, able |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strong.Ready.Able, artist - Reks. Album song T.H.I.N.G.S. (The Hunger Inside Never Gets Satisfied), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп