Born fatherless.
Never knew my father.
No, this is my story.
I see a sad silhouette and how it speaks to me.
You take me back, way back, man,
a small Texas town on the border of Mexico.
Confused little girl don't know which way to go.
Yo, she got low self-esteem.
She's a beautiful queen, but was too afraid to.
dream she lost friends and family to vietnam not to mention there was troubles with her dad and her mom so with her folks on the out she
kicked out the house with a child a man decides to bounce baby turn mama in the blink of an eye
Many long nights with so many tears to cry With no blueprints or instructions on life
And no husband to make her feel like a wife.
So begins the challenge just to obtain the balance.
Ghetto Queen, let us sing from a broken down palace.
Circles and cycles.
Circles and cycles.
You are handed down the fame Handed down the fame
We all go through it, no one's new to it
I know that we can break the chain
Circles and cycles.
Of finding us a way
There's so much to give.
We all want to live.
Let's pray for a brighter day.
Now with a newborn son, you know she truly did bond.
He was a source of transformation from the road she
is on but still battered and bruised no sense of direction still feeling confused between abuse and affection
The next few years, it would invite many tears Tried to conquer the fears by using cigarettes and beers The choice of men
Oh, I live in the sand.
I think she used to pretend that the beatings would soon end.
But this is how she was.
walked until the 80s now a young lady trying to raise three babies she met a man that she thought she understood he made her laugh out loud and to her boys he was good but due to the fact you can't love someone else
Until you truly learn how to love yourself.
So with that man, she befriended her love to soon end it.
Once again, things hadn't worked out as she intended.
You are handed down the fame.
We all go through it.
No one's new to.
I know that we can break the chain
Circles and cycles, cycles and cycles.
And finding us a way
There's so much to give We all wanna live
Let's pray for a brighter day.
Now feeling like the final product or the end result of your typical broken home.
House with no hope.
At thinking he's grown, he leaves home on his way to discover the world out on his own.
He had little education but could still get by.
The only thing on his mind was stack money, get high.
But every single day, it's like the same old hell.
When you're dealing with addictions, going in and out of jail.
But as time went by, he tried to straighten out his life.
In years, he decides to take a wife A few months later, his first child she bore I will never do what my dad did, that's what he swore
But due to the fact he never learned how to act When his wife would talk smack, he would talk right back But when the tempest started flying, the baby started crying He knew we had to leave and inside he started dying
Circles and cycles.
Circles and cycles.
You are handed down the thing.
Handed down the thing.
We all go through it.
No one's new to it.
I know that we can break the chains
Circles and cycles, cycles and cycles
Of finding us a way
There's so much to give.
We all wanna live.
Let's pray for a brighter day.
when now he fears his children look and see the man that he swore he would never be
And now he calls mom whenever he feels stressed.
Now I understand, ma, I know you did your best.
And I'll always remember, so forever be blessed until I'm laid to rest.
Got your name on my flesh.
That name will be worn like a crown of thorns.
Then he had to sit down with his first and second born.
Said, I hope your kids never fell left behind.
You've always been this hard of mine.
And as time goes by.
I hope you can find a little forgiveness for dad like I found for mine.
We all go through it.
No one's new to it.
I know that we can break the chain
Circles and cycles, cycles and cycles.
Finding us a way
There's so much to give.
We all wanna live.
Let's pray for a brighter day.
All you need is love.
This is Sage.
to tell you.
Let's fight more love.
This is a song about Jissy of the day.
I heard someone who had this to say.
You had to snore just to ignore the poor and the sore who fought in the war.
But I knew there was more, I opened up the door, just to ask why, did people have to die?
Why can't we read?
Do not help stop the fight.
Use some L-O-V-E.
It's so easy.
All we need is love.
All we need is love.
All we need is love.
One love.
All we need is love.
It's the S to the A to the G to the E.
I got a message for everybody.
The message is, you must be free.
Love is a way, man, take it from me I'm only eight years old, but I've been told
The wisdom is worth more than gold To kill our planet just to make a profit
Well, we spent it after we lost it in all those wars across the sea.
We are not the killer have energy.
The search right over our heads and it's free.
Killing doesn't make sense to me.
All we need is love.
One more.
All we need is love.
All we need is love.
All we need is love.