Lyrics:
A common cause and a call to arms for the health of our daughters
And our sons
It's 99 revolutions tonight
99 revolutions tonight
99 revolutions tonight
99
and rejoice
For the love that He has given us all
Children of God, by the blood of His Son
We have been redeemed and we can be called
Children of God
Lexuses my lady, we name daughter Mercedes
Keep her shinin, jewels ain't just son diamonds
That's a girls best friend, now hoes start hollerin
[Chorus]
be living by that sword, but you could die by the gun
I stack until I could provide, to have a daughter or son
Fuck your man that nigga a bitch, ain’t
down on me tonight
But I hope that there's an angel in
The sky looking down on me too
Watch over me as I make you proud
With all the things that I do
of hittaz
Roll one for em, smoke one for em
And i got they daughters and they sons, thats why
I feel like the realest nigga in the world
I feel like tonight
for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted
Just a foreigner looking for motives
Nobody notices what a joke this
So we cope by repressing all of it
Is it all a myth or reality
How can it be? When
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
the Hardaway
If it's all work when do me and my kids play
It ain't magic I had to get that penny the Hardaway huh
For your sons and your daughters
What have you
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
Though hell should bar the way"
She twisted her hands behind her
But all the knots
and clashed in the dark inn yard
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be
who's goin' to jail tonight?
What a grand plan to sell you out
I could scream and shout, let it out
I'll be honest, we all liars
I'll be honest, we
The name is Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that
Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that there's kidnap, but
You better count money
(ghetto cowboy)
(ghetto cowboy)
Tha name is Krayzie
Big Bad Ass Bone
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole
Along
saying "Beyoncé
Had the best video"
Ayy, baby, it's rock-n-roll tonight
Y'all might
Be experiencing pop shit tonight
But the vibes is back the prodigal son
a spare dick wondering why
What's the point when he won't even look you in the eye?
On the door
Lookin' for a fight
"I'm sorry son
Tonight's not
the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark innyard,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;
He whistled a tune
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
Though hell should bar the way"
She twisted her hands behind her
But all the knots
to a daughter
I can be ya role model
Hey I can be ya role model
Life ain't all about the club poppin' bottles
For what you need, gotta learn how to follow
No hope
Gave the future no hope
For my son’s and daughter’s
Deep in that zone
I was deep In that zone
Pushing that water
Shipping them boats
I was
and roll tonight y’all
Might be experiencing a lot of pop shit
But the
Vibes is back! The prodigal son, Kid Cudi
Has returned! The vibes is back!
I know it’s
like diamonds
In the love of a daughter
Worth more than all the gold in the world
And they say that a son
Is the pride of a father
But my heart
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