Lyrics:
measured
His faithfulness
is never ending
That's just who he is
Sons and daughters won't you come
Sons and daughters won't you come
His love for you
Knows no
your heads was convertibles!!
Hah, if you still look up in the sky I'm still high
All the way live like Lakeside
Wann die? E (whattup son), you got this
They don't give a fuck about us
Believe me
The land of suicidal sons and daughters
Nothing more than lambs to the slaughter
My mother tell me that she
gedisst
Ab heute sind wir Feinde wie
Die Bloods und Crips
G-Funk-Einfluss, C Walk ist ein Muss
Drive-By, es reicht meist zu zielen
Nur ein Schuss von
What could be easy for the poor man's son,
When all he wanted was a rich man's daughter,
His game was lost before it had begun,
But he still had
all that trash, boy, and talk ye straight
Afflicted by the pressures of life
(The weed, the hash or the 'caine)
(Afflicted by the pressures
wasn't you. Oh won't you see you are beauty
Beautiful afro kings and queens, sons and daughters of royalty... Do you know who you are, you come from
sins, son, and walk ye straight
Stop talkin' all that trash, boy, and talk ye straight
Afflicted by the pressures of life at every vital point
Still, I
sins, son, and walk ye straight
Stop talkin' all that trash, boy, and talk ye straight
Afflicted by the pressures of life at every vital point
Still, I
together
'Lo sweaters and better
And fat leather, so whatever
Bring it on
Can it be that it was all so simple then? (For real, murderous material
together
'Lo sweaters and better
And fat leather, so whatever
Bring it on
Can it be that it was all so simple then? (For real, murderous material
Live by the gun, die by the gun (gun, chyeah)
All the blood, sweat and tears that I shed was all worth it
When I see my daughter smile with my son
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
While the years passed me by, trapped in Captivity
So much the Prodigal Son! Time was done
Took my first step outside, who was waitin' on me
After all
hot water
(When they fall by the way)
Sons and daughters
(They don't do)
What they oughta
Sons and daughters
(Don't fall in)
In hot water
hot water
(When they fall by the way)
Sons and daughters
(They don't do)
What they oughta
Sons and daughters
(Don't fall in)
In hot water
People who are being taken advantage of
By you and your lies?
To all separated couples out there who are
Cordial and co parent nicely GOOD FOR
YOU i wish
energy from my son
And daughter...
Love from the author
I'll be home in the morning
The illest lesson
Watch every weapon adapt to your movement
The path
long and its very nappy thatʼs all me
And I just gotta say
The world got problems
I canʼt make no promises
A lot of us
Sons and daughters
I canʼt make
man
Don't walk by, just do what you can
Do what you can
Someone's daughter, someone's son
We're out there together in every weather
Someone's
it comes to winning awards, you're my son
Because that's over 7-1
It's more than money, this material goals
I'm aware it ain't about these clothes
I've been grindin hard tryin to Keep my head above the water
Trying to make a decent living For all my son's and daughter
All these snake up in my
to complicate it
That man's a rapist
And a common product
Of this problematic nation
We as men are all responsible
Its time for us to change it
Tell my daughters
should not rule again
These yellow winged fiends only had a single plan
All they ever wanted was to take control of we land
Sons of Adam daughters of Eve
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