Lyrics:
In me, in you
Orphans, kingdoms
Wide eyes and paper crowns
Time will hold us
Time erode us
We're wrinkling children now
We are wandering
did)
I ride this beat into orbit, yeah
I feel like all of these rappers my kids
And I can't let my children be orphans, yeah
(Can't let my children be
be orphans, yeah
(Can't let my children be orphans)
Listen, that was a bar I just spit
If you're feeling offended, ignore it, yeah
Lower (Eee, eee,
in the cold, God knows where to go
Motherless children sees a hard time when their mother is dead
Orphan children sees a hard time in this world
in the cold
Cause they've got no place to go
Motherless children sees a hard time
When their mother's dead
Orphan children sees a hard time in
gonna be sea sick.
These Orphan Tears are about to make me trip.
Little children, near and far
Don't know where your parents are.
Cry directly in this
orphan tears, man, I must be dreamin'
Little children near and far
Don't know where your parents are
Cry directly in this jar
I will drink it
I hear a low faint voice that says
Papa and mama's dead
And it comes from the poor orphan child
That must be clothed and fed
And it comes from
have no sons or daughters
Blame yourselves because your children are mine
We are orphans, but we are not forgotten
And we will find a way to save us
Blame yourselves because your children are mine
We are orphans, but we are not forgotten
And we will find a way to save us this time
We can run, but we
half of
The women experience violence
Orphans guerilla warfare break the silence
Vulnerable African children go hungry
While we in the states we waste
She's the Tree of Life we're holding
And we bring her round
And we're singing loud
Torah Orah Torah
Practice liberation
Feed the stranger and the orphan
complain, I just do it some more
Thursdays I Molatov the local orphans home
Love those little orphans, charred down to the bone
I'm terrible, terrible,
children into orphans, tryna sneak me or tryna creep me
The realest shit I ever spoke, so I'ma spit it
When I finish, I'ma slit my throat
This shit is
with my pale sister
Magician among the spirits I said how much I miss her
Jackson on the slipstream, he's moving all around
Chasing tiny orphans,
could have stayed.
Verse 2: And it my not be your problem, mm-mm
When there’s one million orphans, mm-mm
Five million people, mm-mm
Dying
the night that's on fire
The widows and orphans, have no place to hide
Children can't sleep in the grip of these nightmares
In tents, or on trains, or in
I hear a low faint voice that says
Papa and mama's dead
And it comes from the poor orphan child
That must be clothed and fed
And it comes from
gave to those who call my name
Love kindness and mercy walking humbly in my name
Never by word or deed oppress anyone
For widows, orphans, refugees show
happy, and thanks God
For Jewelery and single millionairs
Cause she is H
and he is the O
for us, Humble Orphans,
And she is the P
and he is the E
for
inequalities
I am not afraid
See all that I have done
See all that I paid for
Spending all my billions
Orphans, vaccines, humanitarian foundations
I listened
and then there’s a rare woman that’ll build with you
Most ideas turn to orphans, but she’s the
Early adopter that’s still with you
S***’s creek ruined her
from triggers.
his knock-off Barcelona shirt
is all that's left from home.
the bulldog in the ballot box
is taking back control.
these orphans, left
the back
Too many dead in police custody
too many in jail for illiteracy
too many orphans, that priests have abused
Here comes the weather - that was
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