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Melika (Lost Ones) Lyrics

It happened once upon a dream but it's still as real as it seems/

Let me set the scene about this pretty little teen/

Went by the name Melika, 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 wasn’t 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 Melika says she’s happy, and that’s something that I’m 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, Melika wasn’t sure/

But Melika 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, Melika’s pregnancy/

No mattter how hard they tried, the test still showed white/

Her man took it personal, like a blow to his pride/

Told Melika “

You must be rotten inside/

And even if we did conceive a baby it’d probably die”/

Melika 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/

Everybody’s Lost One/

Lost Ones, Lost Ones/

Verse 2:

I still remember Melika as that pretty little teen/

Eyes deeper than philosophy, Olive skin that gleamed/

If you seen her recently, she’s looking like a fiend/

And the ironic thing is that Melika means ‘Queen’/

But her man don’t understand that, he treats her like a slave blood/

Look closer you’ll see bruises benath the makeup/

She ain’t 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, she’s living in her own hell/

Feels like shes enslaved, and her other half’s 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 there’s fear in her brain/

‘Cos for the first time, her period never came/

The size of her mans ego meant he couldn’t see the truth/

It was really HIS seed that wouldn’t let them breed a youth/

And now shes finally pregnant, but her mans not the father/

She can’t tell him the truth, (Why?) scared of the drama/

Ran to her Mother’s house, thought she would understand/

But her mothers disgusted she was with another man/

Called Melika a ho, said she’s on her own/

Packed a bag full of clothes and told her that she should go/

And now Melika's 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/

Everybody’s 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