Lyrics:
to Athens, pass the Parthenon
See the village where my father's from
To Chicago, from Angola
São Paulo to Verona
And anywhere you go, you'll see (o-o-oh)
When the last rose of summer pricks my finger,
And the hot sun chills me to the bone,
When I can't hear the song for the singer,
And I can't tell
Blessed
Woke up this morning that's such a privilege
I got a chance, so got to get it
Father was working I had the village
Making it happen it wasn't
with band singers
My flow еmpty out the river as my bank fill up
I'm back readin' thеse cheques gettin' respect with it
These whack rappers is scared
These are the days
[Chorus: Trick Daddy + (singer)]
(These are the days)
These are the days (when we parlay)
When we parlayed (just me and my team)
my Father
Yeah na na na eh
You will never leave
You'll never forsake me
Standing by my side You're always around me Hey
You are my shield
You are my
get it right
Momma look at me now (look at me momma)
I might gamble tonight
Gone be a royal rumble
I might play with my life
The son the holy father
everyone else but me
Because I was so fucked up
Into the darkest night I'll take you by my side
Into the summer sun we won't just come undone
And all
he come
Shine lyrically dope
My ability strokes the Todd Bridges of dose
A fly mix with a toast
Of my niggaz who jump (jump!)
From my side to run in
it ain't safe, when I get messy
Know I was born with no blessing
Hit 14 before he met me
Father to only my chemistry
Raised by a single mother
Only
Freud, I mean my father drinks Laphroiag like it was
Water. We all have been destroyed and seek our solace in
Sleep. You’ve got two options, nod off
Close knit, we wasn't like most kids, my cousins were bros - period, unit was so Thick.
Kept together by our parents who wanted the most for us, to grow
portside to parts unknown
Shit I should be sitting courtside with the darts I thrown
The dark side clone, my mind's inside a dark cyclone
Iron Mike, I'm
have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us
and floods rise
You never guaranteed I'd stay dry
But when rains fall, and floods rise
Father You guarantee You're by my side
You guarantee You're by my side
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From every mountainside,
smiles soak up the sun
All my problems have now fallen
Because you're by my side
Because you're by my side
It's not like
You weren't there all the time,
strong
To never give up, to always carry on
And though the road may be tough
With you by my side, I know I'm enough
Father of mine, you mean the
World
They will slander me, I just plan to be
Somethin' powerful for my family
Tried to balance life and my sanity
Show a different side of humanity
So
Than the feeling I get when I can say
I am my father's daughter
might get seen by a nigga with a contract
With a sports team or just a nigga that you figure could afford things
Like more rings for her fingers
She used
a small Midwestern town
By a charming and eccentric loving father
She was praised as the perfect teenage girl
And everyone thought highly of her
And she
Oh, my father was an Ulster man
Proud Protestant was he
My mother was a Catholic and
From County Cork was she
They were married in two churches
trunk
Everytime I walk by
I walk by
Listen up this another story bout a nigga from the East side of the city
That raised inside the village
Imma share my
Discuss these on my fathers side by the village singers Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In