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Intro Video (MV)




Performed By: Oswin Benjamin
Length: 2:14
Written by: OSWIN GODFREY BENJAMIN, SHAROD RANDOLPH




Oswin Benjamin - Intro Lyrics




Ozzy ozzy ozzy
Damn boy
Did you pray before you ate your dinner?
Oswin Oswin
C'mon boy
Wake up son! I see a sink full of dishes
Oswin,
Me and your father talking, just wait till we're finished
He ain't take his Ritalin
One more suspension,
That boy outta the district
I remember
Wintertime
1998
Son said something real slick bout mom
Next day went to school stabbed son in the face
But my momma instilled in Godfrey he's a god
Through the ass whooping
Through out the scars
Spare not the rod she ain't spoil the child
My father didn't either
Yolanda Adams, Kirk Franklin
Ran through our speakers
Fake jays I spray painted sneakers
Teachers
Sedated my genius
And birthed a leader Nice to meet ya ah

Verse 2
Sorry Joel
Sorry Grandma
Provided condoms
I still ain't strap up
Doctor Said to tell them what happened
Had to call the women I f*cked
Ran up my data
That Chlamydia freed me
Pills, eviction notices showed me the real me
The pain and embarrassments what I needed to heal me
Feel free
To reveal me and the shit I missed
I expose my woes you little bitch
If you feeling a way the meant it
Steel tongues in glass jaws I don't get it
Negativity in my peers and my debit
Goin in till I'm out of collections
Freedom God
They slaves to their own ways
Freedom God
Free them God
Free me God
Freedom God
Freedom God
Yeah
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Ozzy ozzy ozzy
Damn boy
Did you pray before you ate your dinner?
Oswin Oswin
C'mon boy
Wake up son! I see a sink full of dishes
Oswin,
Me and your father talking, just wait till we're finished
He ain't take his Ritalin
One more suspension,
That boy outta the district
I remember
Wintertime
1998
Son said something real slick bout mom
Next day went to school stabbed son in the face
But my momma instilled in Godfrey he's a god
Through the ass whooping
Through out the scars
Spare not the rod she ain't spoil the child
My father didn't either
Yolanda Adams, Kirk Franklin
Ran through our speakers
Fake jays I spray painted sneakers
Teachers
Sedated my genius
And birthed a leader Nice to meet ya ah

Verse 2
Sorry Joel
Sorry Grandma
Provided condoms
I still ain't strap up
Doctor Said to tell them what happened
Had to call the women I f*cked
Ran up my data
That Chlamydia freed me
Pills, eviction notices showed me the real me
The pain and embarrassments what I needed to heal me
Feel free
To reveal me and the shit I missed
I expose my woes you little bitch
If you feeling a way the meant it
Steel tongues in glass jaws I don't get it
Negativity in my peers and my debit
Goin in till I'm out of collections
Freedom God
They slaves to their own ways
Freedom God
Free them God
Free me God
Freedom God
Freedom God
Yeah
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Writer: OSWIN GODFREY BENJAMIN, SHAROD RANDOLPH
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave


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