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All our honor slowly falling by the wayside
Greater power finds no authority here
I've headed north, hopefully I'll soon forget you
If I don't

sons
Daughters rollin down her toungue
Wont catch me if you runnin up
Im at tha pump waitin for ya bub
Your blunderbuss is just a bluff
Roll up my cuffs

with me, my son ki in the cut
Money, guns and drugs, we got all of the above (Fuck you thought)
I'm so fly on my neck I put a dove, and I'm never

it in salt water
cnd tears were welling in your eyes because you missed your son and daughter

We looked out past the breaks at all the rolling caps

a lot of backs got turnt on me
…Ima live my life and ima have my fun,
Ont’ know and ont’ care if I have me a daughter or son
Ont even want to shoot

And that of our sons
And daughters
It's either victory or
Return into the soil
The blood will flow
By the hand that tends
Your fields
The earth will bathe

Its tragic how absent these bastards are acting
Its your world and it saddens this pastor to have to take action
But under circumstance and with

We sail on endless waters
Inside a jar that floats along the sea
Reciting to our sons and daughters
Songs among the breeze in a song among the breeze

Touch the Sky

Where you been, all these years an iron paradise 
Eight by six box ain’t a place you should ever call home
I been hearing bout

Real talk, all I need
Is my sons and daughter
4 wheels, Playstation
Automatic or revolver
That's only if the fif jam
Not really on that shit, fam

We are the ones
We are the fodder
To feed the young 
Your sons and daughters
We are the ones 
Lambs to the slaughter
We are the ones
We are the ones

the head and two in the chest
Leave one alive to tell the tale
And kill all of the rest
It will rape your wives
And hang children from trees
And glorify

I'll ride your daughter like a cowboy
Ride your son with my gun in the sun
Ride along with the 5-0
Shootin' off my pocket rocket
My pants be full, with

To the mountains high above
Till the Greesh sons all come to their demise!
The oaks were there long ago
With the melting of the snow
When desire turned to fire

nor held but with the eyes
And with the maw of the Draconian seion. My blood has whispered the lost names of your
sons and daughters. Those fierce

Glass shattered from the outside
Shards landing inside of me
Everybody wants to take
A little piece home
For their son or daughter

Through the lens

I'll rape your sons and daughters with a wayward smile
incorrigible eternal paedophile
Monster of Riga
Monster of Riga
Monster of Riga
Monster

roll, for real
Take a nickel and turn to a quarter got two sons and I got me a daughter
Better swim if you jump in that water
I'm a boss I ain't takin' no

generation on fire again
I want to see my generation believing again
I want to raise my sons and daughters in the fear of him
I will Die before I see them go

was, why I said "yes" to drugs, see it's
Not what my mama and faja had wanted for any one daughter or son, to be

Coughin' up for the ganja fund,

gotta cherish all my blessings 
Spent to much time just stressing 
Life will test ya gotta be prepared for this shit 
Put more focus on your progression

in trouble by the look in her eye
But I became an instant diplomat and I invited her inside

Take it as it comes, leave it as it goes
Your quicker

Baby Bubba

Magoo

Indecent Proposal

2001

don't care though, nigga we just three FLY GUYS

All up in your local mall pickin all your local broads
HOLLA - if you want to get into a local brawl

On hymns of battle we rode to glory
Hail England did we
By the sign of the hammer
We fought the world kings of metal to be
Louder than hell warriors