Search results for 'Northwest Children's Outreach'

freedom, S.M.T

Killin' demons, bossed up like Meezy, demon killa
Ain't a weenie, Northwest, got plenty different reasons

Pull up on the realm, bangin'

my ghetto children
Plottin on a way that we can make a million, million, Lord
But until then
I'ma be thuggin behind a project building
Kickin this

Helena

Destroyer

Streethawk: A Seduction

2001

As the children go barbaric behind the wire
They're just children

It's a drag the way your flag had to come down
With one of the above Americas so ferociously

Rexroth's Daughter

Joan Baez

Dark Chords on a Big Guitar

2003

the children learn the stars 
Clouds roll in from Nebraska 
Dark chords on a big guitar 

My restlessness is long gone 
Standing like an old jack pine 
I'm

Concerto in X Minor

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

mothers
And black mothers need sons
Not children that's been killed by guns
It's, just another form of slavery, a modern day lynchin'
The others get

bolt out and 
Over yonder there
Meshed perfection to the enth degree 

I've been nauseous on the outreach of transcendence 
I've floated over you all

Early in the morning, I first see the sun
I say a little prayer for the world
I hope all the little children live a long
Long time
Yes, every little

to dive
Besides the sheep I knew
Led such pitiful lives
Fuck it, face-first into the fires
This is my little outreach
Program pirating all wires

Now

Moi, Le Philosophe et l'Esthète

Boby Lapointe

L' Intégrale

1998

ou effectuer une outreach opération ;-)
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of concrete streets
It's all real, feel different then why must we speak
I strive to teach each, outreach over rugged beats in the streets
And this just

all children need a home 
Damn, I don't understand homie
We on Native homes, this land is sacred 
Fuck yo Domain what's eminent we need reparations

Oh Children of Men
The sun is the symbol of the light
That shines at the end of your road
Only by knowing, can you conquer
Only by knowing, can you

dying 
Children dying here 
Straight out outa sodom and Gomorrah Lot is out this year 
Angels come before me and the demons always stuck in rear 
I only

Class
They can Never Censor Us, Decentralized in the Metaverse, 

cttack on Freedom of Speech, by People that grew up like Screech, lookin for Outreach

can pepper your jack
We can cut off yours ears and feed them to Tyson
We can shred up your flesh and we can make them some Tyson's
Feed the children's

to have a teacher eats some pizzas calls him cleft
Man Investments in the sky, what you fly, northwest
Swag off the meter man I wear Orions belt
And I'm

an armored truck
White men surrounded them with guns full cocked
Even the children got slammed into the fucking rocks
But the one with skin like his
Took his

There's a wild man in the forest states, there's people who swear it's true
He haunts some children in their sleep, now he's coming after you
He

northwest of Albuquerque
The good life got us all still searching
A ship and a rock might as well call it curtains
Fifth of some bourbon shot of roulette
Just

Repossessed
The cuts to my body are sore and fresh
In a society where children are heard Less
Ever since 13 I've been depressed
My mother told me don't put

odyssey
To the best of my ability.
It all began on that airless night thirty years ago
In the middle of the New Mexico desert,
Roughly sixty miles Northwest

a different position
Fishing for permission to dish on these mics but lack wisdom
Got wack visions, not musicians, they write like children
Gotta put in time

More Icbms

Nomeansno

Mr. Right & Mr. Wrong

1994

Yea, here I am in Northwest US
Watching the world making its mess
I should be worried, should be depressed
But I'm not worried I must confess