Search results for 'children of the night by 52nd street' Page #39

I turn my television on 
And all I see are blood and streets 
The family stranded through the night 
Are hungry with no inn insight for them 

All

try to make a better livin’
I’ll be damned if I let this life pass me by
Pushin’ along through the lonely nights sanctified
Give me a call it’s been

can't go on

I see a man applled by the scenes he sees every night on TV
He stuffs his face in his cosy home
Sits back, thinks "too bad" and drinks tea

O little town of Bethlehem,
how still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
the silent stars go by;
yet in thy dark streets shineth

indeed
an old hotel serves as a
shelter for children
of the street

abandoned by the promised land
set sail on your own
how much longer
will the well
be

Walking the streets with the devil on my back in the aftermath of a panic attack
Madness on all the screens, children drenched in gasoline
Oppression

Children wrapped up like parcels tight
In woolly hats and scarves so bright.
Busy shoppers all crowd the streets,
Shops are full of Christmas treats, for

Sweeter than clitoris
Check the picture im giving scriptures like Jesus needs his riddling
I'll bear the cross just give my children all

like the best, we were the bomb
Each event, each battle powerful souls
With strength our time was beautiful
Aerosol nights writing on the walls
With

blame Duval for these bitches living they best life
Fucking for bundles but aint got a place to lay they head at night (Bitch you crazy)
My plug tried

still to be told
Just breathe, remember to breathe
Protected by the lion of Judah
Jah Nah treat police just like they intruder
Shootout in the street

Less drama in my life I appreciate the peace
I sleep good every night aint nobody talking bout me
When you see me out I still speak but don't act like

Children on the streets catching butterflies and fame
It's autumn
We're close to snow and winter
And I'm sure we never wanted to know anything about it

embedded in my heart that I dreamt about every night 
The Underground Railroad to freedom of self 
Was a testament of health that restricted my wealth
I

me but this Earth to grind
Slaving on land that was mine from the beginning of time
Fondling the children and starving them by the fence
Not

cries a curse upon this haunted hollow

From the grave they will rise upon this hallowed night
When the master calls time to say goodnight
Look at me in

the streets
Now they hanging us on trees like it's 1863
I been feeling like the only one who want revenge is me
Scared to go eye for an eye 
Like we would

I didn't really wanna believe
You told me that you'd be back again
People walking by in the streets
It was such a strong memory
But the lies yeah

on the beat, I'm a freak on a leash
Four speed on the streets, feel like I'm Keanu Reeves
I'm married with children, have to be very resilient
Sharing my

of the free
They told me freeze
I took a walk in the streets with every right
Knife in the pocket on every night
Shots in the hood with the children on sight

Back when the pulse of our people was young
We took the land by the light of the gun
We broke their bread, then burned their villages down
But we

Glock, huh (Rough Glock)
I'm in the street with my Rough Glock
Nigga bitch break my Rough Glock (Bitch)
Nigga bitch break my Rough Glock
Bitch I ride with

and night until i see a million, 
I’m tryna stay real, 
But the people around keep on talking; 
They don’t know what i’m feeling. 
Lord forgive me for my sins

Dust coats another cage on a cold basement floor
While they're cordially held by the roof and the walls
And they fall asleep at night to a hundred