Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lost Child , by - Ryan Cali. Release date: 03.05.2017
Song language: English
Lost Child |
| I’m a |
| Lost child, as a problem I was profiled |
| Couldn’t sit still, I was to wild, no style |
| Chased by dark clouds, not knowing they around |
| I was different, had the fire in me I couldn’t resist it |
| Music just got me lifted, my folks supported that |
| Thinking bout if my mom ever wished her daughter back |
| Think I’m over that, I see the sparkle in her eyes |
| Right when she looks at me saying your minds wise |
| Likewise, it runs in the family |
| Some over seas but I know they be there for me |
| Carefully I’m choosing my destiny, take the best of me |
| Get it of my chest you see I got the recipe |
| And they just stressing me when I’m searching for a purpose |
| Killing my mind, creativity, I call em murders |
| They riding on them elephants, what a motherfucking circus |
| I can’t help it man this world’s just gets me so fucking nervous |
| Hurting, hurting |
| I’m hurting |
| Worrying, worrying |
| I’m worrying |
| Working, working |
| But I’m working |
| Working |
| No twerking |
| No |
| Picture a world without guns |
| In a time where we teach more knowledge to our sons |
| Strive for our daughters, ideas, I got tons |
| Information I be soaking it up just like a sponge |
| Motivation is my brunch, understanding is my lunch |
| And for dinner Is patience for all the evil I’m facing |
| Fingerprints they be chasing, open minded my occupation |
| Is taking that evil to something amazing, conversations |
| Creating, leading to the overtaking of broken nations |
| History in the making but not that phony baloney |
| Misleading a homie, you ain’t telling the story |
| You just taking that glory, we keep forgetting like dory |
| We got mental issues and damn I miss you |
| I was tempted to kiss you, my girl from heaven |
| I always be with you, never forget you, memories I stick to |
| Music I kick to just to deal with this fucking pickle |
| Hurting, hurting |
| I’m hurting |
| Worrying, worrying |
| I’m worrying |
| Working, working |
| But I’m working |
| Working |
| No twerking |
| No |
| Irritated, weird thoughts related |
| I’m mad, I’m psycho, I’m fucked up you name it |
| I can’t explain it neither can I even demonstrated |
| Affiliated with the whistleblowers |
| Cause if I ever get some information like that |
| I’m a let you know it cause They know it |
| Media just don’t focus on the important |
| Brain damaged like Eminem said it |
| Tell me why we came of course |
| Cause back then we had it, we back at it |
| Fake numbers make it hard to do the mathematics |
| Fake records make it hard for real rap addicts |
| Paramedics, we need some paramedics |
| They got some scary methods, we need to bury bastards |
| I got them clever tactics, It don’t matter how drastic |
| I’m not asking, I smash it, I got classics, been rapping |
| Since back then in football practice, I have mastered |
| The school classes but still lost, walking backwards |
| Hurting, hurting |
| I’m hurting |
| Worrying, worrying |
| I’m worrying |
| Working, working |
| But I’m working |
| Working |
| No twerking |
| No |