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    Ms. Dynamite / Lyrics

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    "Seed Will Grow" Lyrics

    Ms. Dynamite feat. Kymani Marley

    Genre:Hip-Hop, R&B
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    At first glace its like cupid hit,
    Mesmerised by her thighs and her hips,
    So she went ahead and found a man wid some chips,
    and left school when she cop da whip.
    Caught in the game
    Locked in the speedin lane,
    Livin life for money, drugs and fame
    But true love is what she cant entertain,
    And every chance she got she givin the blame
    Then she askin why,
    I told her she was livin a lie
    When I told her she started to cry
    Dont just sit and let life pass you bye
    And i slowly wiped the tear from her eye
    I told her take it slow
    girl give it time to flow
    and from a seed to a flower youll grow
    So many seeds on the street
    No sunshine but always heat
    and lives are lost at every heart beat
    I told her take it slow
    girl give it time to flow
    and from a seed to a flower youll grow
    so many seeds on the street,
    drownin in poverty and deciet
    and lives are lost at every heartbeat

    He got a family to feed
    So every night he out on the street,
    shoutin poison to young mothers and the da yout dem cos he
    Fell it the only way he know to keep his peeps on they feet
    Make ends meet and get his own up outta poverty,
    until one night he came home to find his mother cry
    she pointed to the floor, he saw a trail of his supply
    she led him to his room to find his brother on his bed
    Track marks needle in his arm and stone cold dead
    and suddenly they all flash before his eyes
    Da kids that he sold to and they mothers cries
    Every child is someones child u affa mind what you do
    cos karma gonna bring the drama back on you

    Do wot u gotta do
    But nigga when it comes to dem youts
    there is no excuse
    Our future that
    we supposed to nurture that
    Nah let nuttin or nobody hurt that
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Kymani Ronald Marley, Niomi Maclean Daley, Salaam Remi.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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