Lyrics:
Allahu Allahu Allahu
Truly He is the One
He has no father or son
Truly He is the One
He has no father or son
Everything in creation was by Him begun
becomes the hunted
As the darkest night follows the shortest day
Victory has 1000 fathers, defeat is an orphan
Vultures wheel high in the sky
Calling
a rose
You were dressed like an orphan in salvation army clothes
I never thought I'd lose you,nor I'd rather go blind
I thought I saw a future but
as your coffin off in the ground
Family man, look at your kids orphans now
Used to just smack rappers, I'm extorting 'em now
Taking all that's supporting
And understand I been in that water like I was snorkeling
Understand I been in that water like I'm a dolphin
Miami Khaled took me in like a orphan
Why did they
Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
We've watched them leaving
Seen their ragged flight
Children of the jungle, mothers of the night
A boy of ten by the roadside lies
Hears his future
pour that lean by the gallon gallon
I got some rings and they metal yellow
Put 25 bitches in Margiela
My heart in the ghetto, it's permanent
I'm stuck in
What about widows and the homeless
What about orphans, the sick and lame
Every morning, You are with them
Emmanuel, we cry Your name
They too are
PILGRIM ON RIDE TO DEMISE
AS SOLITARY AS PENITENT
MESMERIZED BY ABDUCTION
RAVAGES FROM INNER PHOBIA
ZERO VISION – OVERCAST MIND
PHOENIX STRIKES
the widows and orphans
And never a hardworking man I oppressed
So take your pace easy
For home soon like lightning
We soon will be riding
My shiny
no tissue, not an issue
Don't cry for me I peep these niggas from deep
By the front row seat even if you don't speak
Silent pardon, I hear you loud
Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
You decide to keen your pride
I ain't waiting ain't got no patience
Raised by the Grove I ain't got an education
24 7 shawty fuck a vacation
can see it through the fog
To walk in my shoes it'll be a little jog
And if you step by the pockets, you gon' be up in the morgue
The peoples is
no tissue, not an issue
Don't cry for me I peep these niggas from deep
By the front row seat even if you don't speak
Silent pardon, I hear you loud
no tissue, not an issue
Don't cry for me I peep these niggas from deep
By the front row seat even if you don't speak
Silent pardon, I hear you loud
as your coffin off in the ground
Family man, look at your kids orphans now
Used to just smack rappers, I'm extorting 'em now
Taking all that's supporting
I'm at your door, your eyes are like, "Why are you here?"
Judging by my steel, I got something to do here
Give up the money or the angel cries two
Yeaahhhhh Ahhhhh
I was Made by the mess
Play with the drip it got slippery splash
I was Made By the Mess
Check at the combos they stitched up like
I'm no longer a stranger
I'm no longer alone
I wandered so far but your love pulled me home
I'm no longer an orphan
With a heart made of stone
Even
going on
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas, every minute a child dies by this disease
Sat here by this stony brook
Until the grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children?s book
Thought that I was lost
He was on his
going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby hold on
My child ain't done
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