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program or any kind of program in Christmas music. For a child of immigrants that was not on their list of hopes and expectations for me or for any of their
of a farmer (he never knew they were just an average family), she was a very hardworking girl things became very complicated for her when her parents realized
crazy
But mom kept us away so we did see the Daily
I remember creeping out to watch him study for exams
2 am with out relenting it was all part of Gods
uplifted
Oh to be young, black and gifted
Acknowledged for winning
Mistakes to be forgiven
Oh to be young, black and gifted
Brown golden child
Family's
the trenches
Spend a little for the handmade table and credenza
If this shall be the room that space will be the center
There's never enough paper, pens,
possible
How you
Made this album
The more
Unnecessary details
And the more tangents
That take us
Off the main topic
The better
You win
Bonus points
For
summer
When it was time for him to leave
He had offers from several colleges
All of them ivy league
And at college in all his studies
He always
to niggas wasting time
Them niggas put me on my grind
I do my thing
Yeah I do my thing
I do my thing
Yeah I'm boutta shine
Shine hard like the
Center
Mmawee (Shalala Mmawee)
Khumbule
Khumbule ekhaya weeee
Khumbule uMama weee
Being away from my family, It wasn't my intention
Now i feel for my child, mara
Everything a quarantine
Dem a talk bout vaccine
Them a try study me study who study we?
Dem cyan study wi or dis my family tree
So let me set the record
getter
Promise i dont resent her
I just had to vent for
A second
The life of a motherless child
(Take a look into)
The life of a motherless child
(Take
I praise the dirt that you walk in
Family things
Blessed more than a million
I mean my whole life is cause you built a life for your children
Ugh
Don't be afraid cause we could touch on 'em topics
Oh lil skye don't you worry stack these bands know your daddy got it
For my indigenous child
I been
Study this as you study your first born
My first song was pain personified in song
The longest sequence is looped for days long
Where bass kicks are
cards and kept movin' along
Hooked up with Mad Child an' righted my wrongs
You don't continue our circles, we generate light
So 365 days I study
Brenda the oldest by herself for a little while
That's 'til Joanne showed up she was the middle child
Then came Loretta next she was a little wild
Intro
Ooh, yes father I thank you for this journey.
Verse 1
Many years have passed on and are far far behind me, my experience keep me strong often
Study this as you study your first born
My first song was pain personified in song
The longest sequence is looped for days long
Where bass kicks are
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
or alive, my face on posters
We come to collect debts, roll wit twin tecs
All the chrome fours spinning on my index
And for all niggas that study
Neptunes
keeps the gun outta my hands
Nah, you can't spell record without spellin rec
And they cut funds for rec centers every chance they get
Why is there
of thought
Master of my brain to the core
Leaving extraterrestrials
Wanting for more
A Born sinner
Some say a five pre center
Usually I'm fasting
If
suffering too..
No one is educated in my family..
At least, you educate your son well..
Coffee, ma'am..
Cauvery.. bring a coffee for my child..
Okay, ma'am..
the FP method that Is right for you
Happiness and peace belong to the family who practices Family Planning
When they do not want to have a child, they do
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