The Joy (Explicit)

A little sugar honey suckle lamb
Great expression of happiness
Boy you could not miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy of children laughing around you
These are the makings of you
I do it for the fore-fathers and the street authors
That are not A R's in the cheap office
Rappers that never got signed but they keep offers
Girls that's way too fine for us to keep off us
Gave her a handshake only for my man's sake
She in her birthday suit cause of the d**n cake
Now there's crumbs all over the d**n place
And she want me to cum all over her d**n face
I never understood planned parenthood
Cause I never met nobody plan to be a parent in the hood
Taking refills of that plan B pill
Another shorty that won't make it to the family will
If I don't make it can't take it hope the family will
They ain't crazy they don't know how insanity feel
Don C just had a shorty so it's not that bad
But I still hear the ghosts of the kids I never had
A little sugar honey suckle lamb
Great expression of happiness
Boy you could not miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy of children laughing around you
These are the makings of you
No Electro no metro a little retro I perfecto
You know the demo ya boy act wild
You ain't get the memo Yeezy's back in style
Now when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget
What's more tripped out though is they sisters
Nah you ain't listen they black they sisters
They momma named them after white *******
So next time you see me on your fallopian
Though the Jewelry's Egytian know the hunger's Ethiopian
Stupid questions like Is he gon be ****again
Have You seen him has anybody spoke to him
This beat deserves Hennessy a bad *******and a bag of ****the Holy Trinity
In the mirror where I see my only enemy
Your life's cursed well mine's an obscenity
A little sugar honey suckle lamb
Great expression of happiness
Boy you could not miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy of children laughing around you
These are the makings of you
This is my momma *******t
I used to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back in my pyjama *******t
Afro's and *********sticks seeds and the ganja hat will be popping like the sample that I'm rhyming with
Pete Rock let the needle drop
I seen so much as a kid they surprised I don't needle pop
Taking sips of pop six packs of millanips
Pink champel Valentine L
Bally's on my feet help me balance out well
That and the *******t I used to balance on the scale
I got it honest from the parties from my momma's
Virgin Mary's try to judge her I'm like where the Madonna's now
Give all glory to Gloria they said you raised that boy too fast but you was raising a warrior
We victorious they'll never take the joy from us
Keep you hands up get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up get mine up
Yeaaaah okay
It's Pete Rock Kanye One two okay
It's Pete Rock Kanye One two okay
It's Pete Rock Kanye One two okay
It's Pete Rock Kanye One two okay