Lyrics:
as prophesied by our proud fathers
We are exhausted by the toxic bias of Congress's fascist debates
We are praying for tomorrow's children to endure peace for
up
We 'bout to upset the setup
U-U-U-Upset the setup up-upset the setup
BGF brothers
The realfreeway Ricky Ross and Chris Dutters
I do my thang for
something proud to be witnessing
With a twinkle in my eye, got a good feeling for what's next
As we approach this album that I'm finally getting to finishing
And the presents underneath
Lights twinkle as I fly by
So why are tears
In my eyes
Children playing
On the street
With no footwear
On their feet
And they haven't
a nigga Older siblings left to raise their lil' brothers
Plus mama was 16, no dreams
Got children raisin' children
Papa was a fiend, one scheme
Takin'
in the harbor in the middle of the night
Left Christmas trees and cheer sailed on by morning light
And you heard
Now children they have seen here
seems
Fraught with desire, for blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies,
The mseenger's
Skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
it
Sister sister, kissing by the tree
Ripe right for picking something sweet
Brother brother what's it gonna be
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Teacher, teacher,
I put my best foot forward
I keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if you think
of you constantly
The death of you is sucking the life outta me
You birthed 8 children 7 boys and me
I was your only girl child
You raised 6 males by
the children get crossed
Get lost get struck by vehicles
With no car facts
These type of rides can't buy at a car max
Self hatred from hatred
The process is
time to respect the Nubian
flag of a people, fightin every day
for their own say, so children can go out to play
And stray from the tyranny, while blood
the wind
[Chorus]
For the children and the flowers
Are my sisters and my brothers
Their laughter and their loveliness
Could clear a cloudy day
Like
you'll die yup
And niggas get tied up for product
And little brothers ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they really got 'em
And this was
you'll die yup
And niggas get tied up for product
And little brothers ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they really got 'em
And this was
Lock Smith the way the brother pick locks
A milli a milli nah fuck it I want a dozen
I mean honestly who doesn't we not in this game for nothing
Better
sister's brother would
Blowin out smoke mane with all that yappin and cappin
Lets throw on some gloves on and get ready for some action
You writing out
Hey Jesus my sweet brother
I know you very well
I watched you grow from boy to Christ
And save us all from hell
And now your mom’s a killer
Your
a sign you can take off your raincoat
When the pain goes?
Children, a composition of
His Dust, His Breath, His Love
Free of the brother blood that we don
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
at an all-time high
We all know why
Now you would think the classroom's the place for mental stimulation
But there's some brothers outside
Sellin' that stuff
Hannah is dreaming, she's young once again
She stands with her brother, with thousands of men
Her head has been shaven by a black uniform
She's one
昔憎しみあった仲でも
やがては愛は芽生えるかも
そう考えると
今の世の中でも必ずある「希望」
蓮の花のように泥水の中からも
美しい花を咲かせるはずだろう?
僕たちはこの世界の中で輝いてる
このほほえみこそ みなを包む
Children,
Stay strong and live for love
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