Lyrics 47.48 - Childish Gambino
Little
girl,
thirteen,
broke
down
The
violence
Little
boys
playing
'round,
shot
down
The
violence,
the
violence
Baby
girl,
baby
daddy,
east-headed
The
violence,
the
violence
The
violence,
the
violence
Cut
him
up,
any
gang,
they're
the
same
The
violence,
the
violence,
oh
Don't
worry
'bout
tomorrow
The
violence,
the
violence
Don't
worry
'bout
tomorrow
The
violence,
the
violence
Beat
him
up,
keep
him
down
Light
him
up,
the
violence
Never
say
what
you
see,
keep
quiet
The
silence,
the
silence
Little
boy,
little
girl
Are
you
scared
of
the
world?
Is
it
hard
to
live?
Just
take
care
of
your
soul
Let
the
beauty
unfold
You'll
get
through
it
Don't
worry
'bout
tomorrow
The
violence,
the
violence
The
violence,
the
violence
Don't
worry
'bout
tomorrow
The
violence,
the
violence
The
violence,
the
violence
What
do
you
love?
I
love...
who
do
I
love?
Yeah,
who
do
you
love?
Me?
Yeah
Anybody
else?
Mom
and
Hulalo,
and
Santa
And
I
love
and
I
love
Roland
And
I
love
myself
That's
those
are
good
answers
Those
are
really
good
answers
Do
you
love
yourself?
I
do
love
myself
Does
mommy
love
herself?
Absolutely
Mom
Do
you
love
yourself?
Yeah,
I
do
You
best
or
(Do
both)
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