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Don't want nobody else You the one for self, you the one for self Good for health, you good for health You the one for self, you the one for self,
Don't want nobody else You the one for self, you the one for self Good for health, you good for health You the one for self, you the one for self,
know Flash before my eyes, yeah, uh And on my deathbed what will I say as I pray? And reminisce of another day I came from nothing, a child born in
Yah man you no say a Roy Black, he no a represent, fe di big woman dam, yah man child Molests ta low di little Pitney Me no know , me no know ho ,
I don't wanna be alone, I ain't leavin' you at home What's bein' on your own without you? Oh wow, you make me feel like a wild child Oh wow, you
of straw and patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees them, shrieks
and again... and again... Western Mental Health Institute. Where's the beginning? Is there a beginning? Is there an end? Or are we just in
should live in luxury A mother should always look after the child's health, and make sure they've got stuff to eat A mother should help a kid explore
It's her right to decide either way Her right to decide whether or not to bear a child This is something central to a woman's life To her dignity
you are, I could really use your help. Every night something awful comes to my closet, it’s a woman, but she’s dead. I don’t know why she’s here. I
nothin' I ain't heard about nothin' I ain't workin' on nothin' But my perfect lil' woman Oh wow, you make me feel like a wild child Said oh wow, you make
ask one thing of God I would ask for every nigga to be free here and abroad And to be rightfully celebrated as a child of God And to be rightfully
a tek it too far, more than miles Di example dem a set fi black woman and child Dem sell out fi dolla bills and silver coins Subliminally children
definitely know hurt Live life 'cause death is somethin' we can never revert I got a brother named Q, he love his mom like me Every woman who birthed
All The Sounds Y'all Hear They be Animals, it's wild out here But you can't stay a child out here So thou shall not fear All The Sounds Y'all Hear
Thank You Lord (Story of the Shunamite Woman) (Andrae Crouch, Arr. by John Redmon) Thank you Lord Thank you Lord Thank you Lord I just want to thank
Crying to sleep like all time its repeat while child young learning while turning to adult Old enough learn teach themselves creating sometimes stronger
sickness and in health, we unfold Through the valleys of death and infinity slope Here we stand, united at last You're my woman, I'm your man We dance
others in his name They actually believe that a woman who's been raped should now be forced to bear a child In their opinion her violation and unwanted
through straight swinging You smell me a self-made woman Money on my mind but it Come behind my health and great vision I'm tryna help a child evade prison
of my child goes home and on unclaimed Parking lot I find the woman's grief Scrotum's in the pants of lie, no way it gets out from here Stepping
The snake bit the child on the hand The father picked up the snake and cut its head off The boy stood up touched the man Mother saw him touch, her
Society says Don't be Don't be Don't be The odd man The odd woman The odd child That stands out Don't create Anything original Just jump
a woman, hear me roar Now you're obsessed with using the victim's card Not satisfied with the same rights, you want more Think living in a developed area is
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