Lyrics:
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
of the FathersSuffered by the sons and daughtersSins of the FathersSuffered by the sons and daughters Orphans in the worldNobody would dare adopt usSins of the Father
trust in you?
You set us apart O marvelous Father
Redeemed from earth your sons and daughters
You keep us protected in your hands
By the Law of Moses
into the SunTrust
She made me sign over my little son's trust
Take away the joy my little daughter brings
Bitch even wanted to take my daughter's
we do what we do to get by, and then we need a release
Bah bah bah, bah bah bah-bah-bah bah
Bah bah bah, bah bah bah-bah-bah bah
Bah bah bah, bah
we do what we do to get by, and then we need a release
Bah bah bah, bah bah bah-bah-bah bah
Bah bah bah, bah bah bah-bah-bah bah
Bah bah bah, bah
marches on & a lifetime seems over before its begun
So live for each day & tell her you love her, your wife, your daughter, your sister, your mother
throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Man
I did that!" ain't no Black Power when your
Baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep
To still touch that fire, touch that mystery
Don't stand in our way
We are the chosen sons and the daughters
Don't stand in our way
Learning from
for what they believe and to do life God's way let's go)
Sons and daughters are rising up no more conforming we've had enough right now it's just
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
Police drive by the favela and just kill them
Kids in Brazil yours and my children
Police drive by the favela and just kill them
Problem is, it feels
Teach our sons
What if you're walking with your lady where There's cars passing by
I'll stay closer to the street so she ain't likely To die
What if y'all
of your son, nigga
Stack it up and take care of that money
You know I ran it all up by myself
And now your bitch drinkin' cum nigga
My diamonds yellow
her fillings
My angel by the time you hear
This we just had a problem
From father to daughter I apologize
From the bottom of my
Heart but we’ll always
Since he already rowdy I'm just asked the man (Dang)
You want some work well partner put in your bid
And by the way now what's your name, they call me
bid
And by the way now what's your name, they call me Layzie the Kid.
The name's Powder Pete, can I get a twelve gauge!
Outlaw every day, on the front
Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have
mothers fathers and sons
We're not weak stupid or dumb
We're your daughters your mothers fathers and sons
You dismiss my condition with the rolling of your
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
water
But we know it's just a lie
Scare your son, scare your daughter
People say that your dreams are the only things that save ya
Come on, baby, in
Build an ark head for the open water
Save your sons and your daughters
Build an ark
Build an ark when the storm is ended
You'll know the world
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