It happened once upon a dream but its still as real as it seems Let me set the scene about this pretty little teen Went by the name Malika, I met her in my teens Attended the same same school, I knew her from Fifteen I developed a crush, but it was never love We exchanged hugs and kisses, but never fucked Realized it wasnt us, so it never ended in tears Still kept in touch, and after several years She settled down with this bredder, I used to see them in the zones I thought he was a wasteman, but fuck it, each to their own Cos Malika says shes happy, and thats something that Im glad to see But slowly and gradually, the whole dream became a tragedy The first year passed happily Things started to change when her man started saying he wants a family At first she had doubts, Malika wasnt sure But Malikas in love, she let him go up in her, raw Nothing happened Certain things are destiny And other things were never meant to be Case in point, Malikas pregnancy No mattter how hard they tried, the test still showed white Her man took it personal, like a blow to his pride Told Malika You must be rotten inside And even if we did conceive a baby itd probably die Malika started to cry, said she wants to run away And that was the first time that he punched her in the face Chorus Lost Ones, Lost Ones Yeah, we call em Lost Ones Lost Ones, Lost Ones In the hood we call em Lost Ones Lost Ones, Lost Ones Everybodys Lost One Lost Ones, Lost Ones Verse 2 I still remember Malika as that pretty little teen Eyes deeper than philosophy, Olive skin that gleamed If you seen her recently, shes looking like a fiend And the ironic thing is that Mailika means Queen But her man dont understand that, he treats her like a slave blood Look closer youll see bruises benath the makeup She aint the same girl, I knew at 16 Look deep into her eyes, shes living in a sick dream Losing her mental health, plus her respect for herself Within her own home, shes living in her own hell Feels like shes enslaved, and her other halfs the jailer So now she looks for love in the arms of strangers She met a guy at work, he was a shoulder to cry on Things soon progressed and they found a sofa to lie on A few months passed, now theres fear in her brain Cos for the first time, her period never came The size of her mans ego meant he couldnt see the truth It was really HIS seed that wouldnt let them breed a youth And now shes finally pregnant, but her mans not the father She cant tell him the truth, Why? scared of the drama Ran to her Mothers house, thought she would understand But her mothers disgusted she was with another man Called Mailika a ho, said shes on her own Packed a bag full of clothes and told her that she should go And now Mailikas on the road.. Chorus Lost Ones, Lost Ones Yeah, we call em Lost Ones Lost Ones, Lost Ones In the hood we call em Lost Ones Lost Ones, Lost Ones Everybodys Lost One Lost Ones, Lost Ones Wondering what coulda been Shoulda been, woulda been I never saw her in the hood again Wondering what coulda been Shoulda been, woulda been I never saw her in the hood again
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