(talking)
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Chorus
I was stabbed by Satan on the day that i was born
I was promised loving, but instead I was torn,
La la la, la la la, my heart bled fear
La la la, la la la, my eyes shed tears

Verse 1
A poor black ghetto child
He can’t shoot and he can't go run them out
There’s no school and the kids go runnin wild
The police and the court wanna run them out
He’s so cold, and the po po hate em all
He ain't seen his daddy since back in ‘84
But oh well so it be, now he's in jail
His mothers stressin just to get him out on bail
Now sing it out

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Verse 2
And so the story goes on
There’s no glory in the war he takes a tote on his own body
But his buddies wouldn’t of rolled on
So bloody when the car comes to a stop
The police with the big glocks, will em out
They say freeze but there’s only one coming out
There’s 2 dead with a legal gun to his head
It's stupid, should have played ball instead
Let's sing it out

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Verse 3
So one day, when its all said and done,
My life will be the bluest rap song ever sung
My verses will be curses to the rich
And all sorts of authority will cease to exist
My daughters will be free of wars in my honor
Your fist will raise in the air
In the silence of revolution, my face will appear
like the vision of a prisoner with his last beer
This song is a poem and the whole poem is a tear
Dropped in your ear.

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Talking
So why do kids cry when they are born
Ever ask yourself that
I mean there's no scientific reason explaning that
Well it is said Satan stabs a child at birth
As an introduction to pain,
You know, welcome to the world right

© K'Naan