Lyrics:
Beautiful Black mothers, you raised so many of us
They built abortion clinics by your house to take you from us
Beautiful Black fathers, I know your back
'cause the nearest doctor couldn't stem the blood loss
Father cried out on the back porch
My sister held me at the neighbors' house
Oh my, there was
something was wrong
Nowhere to be found at all
In my fathers house I belong
Talking of prophets psalms and the law
Child Jesus
Jesus Lord my salvation come
Ha ha, ah yeah
Got it going on like a big old fat high hard-on, yeah (hoo-wee)
Black Sheep in the house
Sweet daddy Mr. Lawnge in the house
My
to my father
And said Virgil would you cut
My hair for me please
And my father was handy
With razors and scissors
Sometimes he cut hair with the
Guys
by his own
Waited for love
But all I got was pain
Now I'm tired of being so strong in this house
My father was raised by a heavy hand
And I was raised
my country, hate its politics
Can't just let me be
Can't just let me live
Regardless my belief
I thought the fathers wrote it clear
But darkness
I'm cursing at the devil
Cause the devil brought temptation
To my brother
And now he's dead,
There is no other,
Mexicanos in the house
So
to school and getting good grades and shit
But I'm seeing like, domestic violence in my house, and just, so much going on
And I'm sure everybody was
"I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
feeling cold, anxious and alone
Without a father in the house, it doesn't feel like a home
I was blinded by my darkness,
blinded by my hate
I had his last
and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
it (stop)know you appalled dotted
But this my call by the force prophet, all profit all profit)
Harlem hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it (nope)
even go to my own church
Surrounded by demons on the daily
Knowing ain't nobody in the world that can save us
So I do soul-searching to find myself
In
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
my father's face
Wake up, nigga, wake up
All these politicians need they face cut
Beefing with niggas you went to school with
Easter Sunday
Peace at my father's house
Piece on the streets
Pray for peace they don't air it out
Piece of my heart is cold
Peace when my mind is down
Peace if I
bonny o
He laid the harp upon the stone
A hey ho and me bonny o
And straight it began to play alone
The swans swim so bonny o
There does sit my father
bonny o
He laid the harp upon the stone
A hey ho and me bonny o
And straight it began to play alone
The swans swim so bonny o
There does sit my father
bonny o
He laid the harp upon the stone
A hey ho and me bonny o
And straight it began to play alone
The swans swim so bonny o
There does sit my father
bonny o
He laid the harp upon the stone
A hey ho and me bonny o
And straight it began to play alone
The swans swim so bonny o
There does sit my father
to live by someone else's rule
And he went to confession
He went to confession
Holy Father, wash my sins away
He went to confession
He went
Can't survive another comedown day
When my spirit houses so much pain
So much bitterness, so much bitterness
I need to teach myself to feel
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