Childish Gambino 47.48 Lyrics

Little girl, thirteen, broke down

The violence

Little boys playing ’round, shot down

The violence, the violence

Baby girl, baby daddy, east-headed

The violence, the violence

The violence, the violence

Cut him up, any gang, they’re the same

The violence, the violence, oh

Don’t worry ’bout tomorrow

The violence, the violence

Don’t worry ’bout tomorrow

The violence, the violence

Beat him up, keep him down

Light him up, the violence

Never say what you see, keep quiet

The silence, the silence

Little boy, little girl

Are you scared of the world?

Is it hard to live?

Just take care of your soul

Let the beauty unfold

You’ll get through it

Don’t worry ’bout tomorrow

The violence, the violence

The violence, the violence

Don’t worry ’bout tomorrow

The violence, the violence

The violence, the violence

What do you love?

I love… who do I love?

Yeah, who do you love?

Me?

Yeah

Anybody else?

Mom and Hulalo, and Santa

And I love… and I love Roland

And I love myself

That’s… those are good answers

Those are really good answers

Do you love yourself?

I do love myself

Does mommy love herself?

Absolutely

Mom…

Do you love yourself?

Yeah, I do

You best or… (Do both)