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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Touching the Father's Heart, Vol. 26: Faithful Father (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Child is Father to the Man (Blood, Sweat & Tears) · Child is Father to the Man (Blood, Sweat & Tears) · Child Is Father to the Man (Blood, Sweat & Tears) – and 90 other albums »


to make it
Uhhhhhh!  I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh!  This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh!  I'm
And what if there were no tracts for Shakespeare or wax
For Flash no road for Kerouac
There might not have been rap
Leave us alone make your own family
but never convicted
Prozak, King Gordy, Tecca Ninna Self Inflicted

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(Tech N9ne)
I don't make my music for no mother fucking whites
I
the classified section of an LA Music
Magazine. The ad read,
"Wanted, unfertilized human eggs for genetic experiment.
Donors must have musical background."
York niggas is trigger happy, got Pataki scared
This town ain't big enough for both of us and I ain't goin' nowhere
There it is, plain and simple like
caught'cha tryin' to touch YOUR child I'ma shoot'cha
You're mad at the kid for shit, his Mama did
And you done jumped out his life and he don't know who
like that good shit, man, always in rotation
Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm
Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite cause he tip
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
forty dollars even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties
Uh, heavenly father, appoint me to the coronation
I deserve it, brought music for clarification
Envision my past, Egypt reincarnated
Negativity hill,
of the morning that passes by through my window
Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows
Spin slow, drawn into strong voice of reason
and beaten into submission
By family, church, school and state.
From then on we're easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out