Lyrics:
time can remember
Setting up of other roads
To travel on in old accustomed ways
I still remember the talks by the water
The proud sons and daughters
time can remember
Setting up of other roads
To travel on in old accustomed ways
I still remember the talks by the water
The proud sons and daughters
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
all it stick like glue, we got you
Yo, it's all good
I'ma hit you when I touch down tomorrow, son, word
Stay on point, don't even use the phone
wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You
Oh, I belong to you
You call orphans sons and daughters
Sinners to the Father
I belong to you
Oh, I belong to you
You're my Jesus, Living Water
Jesus,
Oh, I belong to you
You call orphans sons and daughters
Sinners to the Father
I belong to you
Oh, I belong to you
You're my Jesus, Living Water
Jesus,
that Gods with me I did my best too - Raise you all
2 Corinthians 6:18: "cnd I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me, says
understand but mamas got a plan
Nothings unattainable, if you breathing then that means you can
This one's for my daughters for my daughters, for my baby girls
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
What you know about missing ya daughter
Or raising ya son on a visit
All this shit man my cell ya hoarder
Then again he grew up in a prison
I don't
Montreal.
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight
trust in you?
You set us apart O marvelous Father
Redeemed from earth your sons and daughters
You keep us protected in your hands
By the Law of Moses
you cross a nation of all kind
We gotta free us from the prison of our minds
All this hurting and all this crime
Lets be a brothers keep, no more
back on you
It's kinda hard to keep faith in the things that you do
When everybody turns their back
Yeah, I know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful
son beat her all the night. Am not knowing why your daughter pretends not to be in pain. But y'have to know that i've the phobia to never squeeze her
Hey yo!
Yo sham!
Yo sham!!!
-yo,yo,yo!
Come here nigga, wassup man?
-whats the deal, son?
How you doin man?
-chillin man
What you fuckin with that
son oh
Anyhow your son be na your son oh
Na your daughter oh
Anyhow your daughter be na your daughter oh
Na your papa oh
Anyhow your papa be na your
niggas who really ‘bout it
Everybody go change when they see you falling
I go hard for my son, everythang, I bought it
Kill the world for daughter
I’ll
on a shelf
Dream for everyone, but not yourself
I've heard of God the Son and God the Father
I'm still looking for a God for the daughters
Girl, don't be
and your greed
But we’re going to our slaughter, As Ireland’s sons and daughters
Our blood will only water freedom’s seed
The Brits said kill them all since
been doing it well these niggas doing the most
Can't say I know it all but one thing for sure
I'm tryna chill and vibe with Somebody's Daughter
Yeah I'll
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