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Yhh..
This is a story of a black girl lost
The story of a black girl lost
(all my life)
I knew a girl name tanesha from the bronx
Grew up in castle hill with two nieces and her aunt
Her moms and her sister, everyday and night moms
Tucked her in a kissed her hugging her tight singing this song
(all my life)
She was born on october 22, right down in houston texas
From two parents living reckless
The day she was born the doctor covered her warm
Placed her in her mothers arms, tears rang out while moms sing out
(all my life)
When she was three moved to n.y.c.
Pops got sent up north did a one to three stretch
Moms all alone struggling for paper
Her daughters can't eat had to borrow from they neighbors damn
(all my life)
Age five life lop side that's when her pop died
And moms crying, still trying all alone in this world
No money and two girls of course
The sad reality a black girl lost and singing
(all my life)
Age twelve she think she's a grown woman
Now she in the streets late nights on her own mission
I met her summer '98 front of her aunt's building
Her moms looking out the window telling her to get in, screaming out
(all my life)
13th birthday here come the problem
Nesha fell for some kid name phillip from harlem
Introduce him to moms her moms ain't like him
So she ran away from home her and her moms kept fighting moms singing
(all my life)
Thirteen still youngin' out on her own
