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Running to keep my eyes on sight
Along the sidelines cus' I chose flight
Anything but united
Unless we 93 onboard always fighting
Belt lights switching on
Saving us like the bell from that 80's gang
Not before long the baby came
Born by ya-ya ya 80's shame
How could you look in your baby's eyes
Contemplate whether to raise or take his life
Rather play god than to play house
Devil took a day off stopped running his mouth
You are an act of his words
Subtitles for the deaf a hoodie for the cold you instill on the earth
Never looking back
Made the right choice, now there's no looking for crack
Oooh did I hit a nerve
Did I say something you did deserve
Did it hurt
I hope you feel every little needle
You ever held that made me slightly less than fetal
Thanks to you I'm below my fellow man
Struggling with that A double D
Always chasing double D's
Evil's taking his hold on me
Distracted from the path God paved in front of me
{Hook}
Cus' we just we just we just
Crack babies from the 80's
Crack babies from the 80's
Cus' we just we just we just
Product of the 80's
Product of the 80's
See the stars dance around her head
Conscious, still letting faith fix her mess
Pills and liquor working to conceive a perfect 10
Glorious yet holiless, another hymn
Don't let me go, never let me fall
Their pleads are always forgotten
Do God listen at all
These are fallen, not lost causes
Righteous pastors claiming them tainted gardens
Fathers plant another seed
Disembark and sprout another dream
Overheard plans, same flames different fan
As the wild fire scorched her roots
Ashes laid tracks to hide her moves
Scaling in the dark
Trailing shadows and empty hearts
Equal thoughts a chilling haunt
Seems the end is a certainty
Certainty finds itself on top forcing innocent scars
Creature-ly men scavenge to find her locks
Muffled screams never finds the voice it needs
Lord Lord please dont let me bleed
Her miracle is unreceived
Both man and God left her raped in the streets
And thats how her baby was a product of the 80's
{Hook}
Cus' they just they just they just
Mommas of the 80's
Mommas of the 80's
Cus' we just we just we just
Product of the 80's
Convinced God hates me
Along the sidelines cus' I chose flight
Anything but united
Unless we 93 onboard always fighting
Belt lights switching on
Saving us like the bell from that 80's gang
Not before long the baby came
Born by ya-ya ya 80's shame
How could you look in your baby's eyes
Contemplate whether to raise or take his life
Rather play god than to play house
Devil took a day off stopped running his mouth
You are an act of his words
Subtitles for the deaf a hoodie for the cold you instill on the earth
Never looking back
Made the right choice, now there's no looking for crack
Oooh did I hit a nerve
Did I say something you did deserve
Did it hurt
I hope you feel every little needle
You ever held that made me slightly less than fetal
Thanks to you I'm below my fellow man
Struggling with that A double D
Always chasing double D's
Evil's taking his hold on me
Distracted from the path God paved in front of me
{Hook}
Cus' we just we just we just
Crack babies from the 80's
Crack babies from the 80's
Cus' we just we just we just
Product of the 80's
Product of the 80's
See the stars dance around her head
Conscious, still letting faith fix her mess
Pills and liquor working to conceive a perfect 10
Glorious yet holiless, another hymn
Don't let me go, never let me fall
Their pleads are always forgotten
Do God listen at all
These are fallen, not lost causes
Righteous pastors claiming them tainted gardens
Fathers plant another seed
Disembark and sprout another dream
Overheard plans, same flames different fan
As the wild fire scorched her roots
Ashes laid tracks to hide her moves
Scaling in the dark
Trailing shadows and empty hearts
Equal thoughts a chilling haunt
Seems the end is a certainty
Certainty finds itself on top forcing innocent scars
Creature-ly men scavenge to find her locks
Muffled screams never finds the voice it needs
Lord Lord please dont let me bleed
Her miracle is unreceived
Both man and God left her raped in the streets
And thats how her baby was a product of the 80's
{Hook}
Cus' they just they just they just
Mommas of the 80's
Mommas of the 80's
Cus' we just we just we just
Product of the 80's
Convinced God hates me
