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house, while you work,
Stealing all that you own.
The TV and the VCR,
Computer and your phone.
All your possessions were not the goal,
It's your sons

bugalkoh lu bon
it’s easier to raise a daughter than to raise a son
Dorm bu gorr dega danga wara fass jom
Munal sa borpa beh dor njeh sa ben morom
This is

them guns around
Gangbangers daughters and sons around
Learning bout our fucked up world soon as they come around
The sun is out but the storms been

at your worst
Still thought you the best ye
Maybe you not on my flow
Came to realize you're just like the rest ye

People pray for an easier life
I just

Everybody's dreams and aspirations, you are God's son
Zulu titanic the nation's hope in your wholesome
Brother don't you crack you a war machine with a soft gun

babies
I know that sometimes they seem to be driving you crazy
You're showing your daughter how to be a beautiful lady
And showing your son just how hard

to son me, promise imma take your daughter
You can't get me caught up catching feelings for me please don't bother
I'm legal wise nigga. don't talk to me

Can you hear it
Rising up
It's not a secret
Who we love
We're sons and daughters
Lifting up Your great name
Can you see it
Breaking out
Heavens open

Them boys run up on you lil dawg you'll tell all
Iswear my nigga special k Kellogg's
Seven precious daughters nigga 4 baby mamas
Look and not a son

God
Let your covenant love
Renew this day restore as I pray
You are the potter we are the clay
Mold your sons and daughters
My father
Change our shame

(We're desperate)
Lord hear our plea
Revival (Revival)
Awaken me (Awaken me)
Awaken me
Awake in me

You love us as your child, sons and the daughters
No

(yeah)

I'm a piece of shit cus I ain't even see your daughter yet
Understand I'm on my music going hard for Shad
If you're watching over bro guide me

identities don't matter
And that they're dangerous for simply existing

The next tragedy may be that of your daughter
Or your son
Or yours
Or yours
Or yours

she go
A prostitute?
Was she was she a stranger to your land
Now in the woods there are words
That you have sons and I dream
That each one of them is

might be your next greatest doctor
You know that boy who was bad at ELA
He might be a next famous author
We are sons and daughters and mothers and fathers

of hope
Your fathers that pray
You got sons and daughters
Memories time can't erase
Beautiful City
Beautiful Souls
Beautiful City of love
Beautiful City

There’s sons and there’s daughters you don’t care to know
Cause you can’t abandon that which you love most
Keep your heart over ice
A careful disguise

on a cloud
Craft sounds for our sons and our daughters that'll come
After us so they can be proud of everything that we've done
I teamed up with Roddy
I'm with

thinks that I'm a nut
Your son and daughter just don't want to choose
I think it's time to get away and see
There's a big ol world and it's calling you

guide em
Gotta be there just to mold em
Better than my father could've
Caught me glaring at your mother
I'd plead slaughter bout my daughter
Ladies king

daughters
I learned love from my momma and she told me one thing
One day son you gon be king
You gon find you a queen
And I hope that she remind you of me

Creator
Run as one praise and honor
Ditch the oil and bombs and respect for mother
Sober up for our sons
Warrior up for our daughters
Pierced to the sacred

your daughters and your sons
Into negative temptation
It only leads to mental starvation
And non elevation for our nation
Take your station
And defend

and revive this land we pray.
Come awaken Father, 
every son and daughter, 
for you kingdom is our home.

Breek de hemel open
Breek de hemel open
Vul ons land