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there's hope for a living dog than a death lion
Only beat di move water fey eye like say na onion
Can't be shaken We the sons and daughters of mount Zion
We

Who are we?
We are the mothers and the daughters
Where do we come from?
All around the world
What do we want
Not to be forgotten
How do we march
March

Out late at night, in the cold biting wind
Father and child's wild ride begins
He keeps his son safe, all warm and secure
And yet he still shakes

of all
the fiery darts

Lord, I am weak

Blessed are the poor in spirit and the makers of peace 
cll the refugees cry, but we've turn the other cheek
When

a single problem
Minimizin' work that's put in to try to solve all 'em
But if we had to list the things wrong with the world, then probably
Would put black

We stood with Standing Rock before it had a name 
To erase the identity, all the names were changed 
But it don't matter where you are, or where you

Before He Walked

Talib Kweli

Prisoner of Conscious

2013

better schemes
I thought the hustle way for me was etched in stones
Until my pun to dime and name etched in stone
My daughter's growing up, my son on his

where does their money go they ain't got not a clue at all
I don't go by the rules I got a job to do
I ain't got shit to prove y'all let them lie to you

of albums sold where does their money go they ain't got not a clue at all
I don't go by the rules I got a job to do
I ain't got shit to prove y'all let them

of albums sold, where does their money go? They ain’t got not a clue at all. I don’t go by the rules, I got a job to do. I ain’t got shit to prove, y’all let

Ladies keep it movin
We did all we could do for these boys
But they don’t understand
Could never be my man
And nah I won’t regret that
All this

we going to war What in the world are you waiting for
Wasting your time running from the lord, Pick up your cross, your shield, and your sword

It's

Here Comes the Judge

Ol' Dirty Bastard

The Trials and Tribulations of Russell Jones

2002

Comes the Judge, Here Comes the Judge
{Give it to me now}

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Here comes my Mac
I don't need this shit owned by stack
I don't need

my focus
And that don't keep me blessed
I just keep on flirting with devil and his threats
I pray you protect
Cause all these niggas coming at my neck

daughter's growing up, what the fuck am I doin
If i just never make a dime from all these friendships in ruin 
And every woman that i made play second string

Love is what I desire to honor
It's through love that I will raise my sons and my daughters
I will teach them how to love in truth and be honest

The Suburbs

Arcade Fire

The Suburbs

2010

one day we'd be fighting in a suburban war
Your part of town against mine
I saw you standing on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs

(Elevate, come awake)

RIFF I
Sons and daughters borne of muses, come awake





VS IV
We the 99—we must be made for more
Alive with me, are you witnessing,

and kill[00:31.54]I love you, I'll cope you all the red bottoms and hills[00:35.12]As long as you my baby you ain't gonna pay a bill[00:38.74]Ye, me you my son or my

Greedy Rome

White Skull

Public Glory, Secret Agony

the army cult he was born to win all wars
Oh, he never failed
Jalous men will not love him so they've slained their
Mortal enemy

Holy Rome your sons are

Are you the person you want to be
True equality for all
Don't be your own downfall

Mankind 
Humankind
Be kind, rewind
Open mind

Look deep into your

Plant a couple seeds turn them to sons and daughters
Pardon my demeanor it just how I'm brought up
Make her smile gleam whenever my name brought up
I

Yet you invite them in
Bring a horse to water
Raise good sons and daughters
But you can't win
When you decide to misbehave
Do you hear at all?
I'll be

order to raise the Sun's sons
And confess what we've done
Into a race raised by a K Dot thought
Put me on the spot con mi espalda atras
When I heard true