Lyrics:
little mockingbird, sing
Oh, my little mockingbird, sing
I need you to get up on that stage for me, honey
And show the men it's not about the money
the suburbs to the hood
May You judge us by our hearts
And not by our mistakes
And see that we get a breakthrough
However long that it takes
May You fill that
whatever it could be, makes you think you've seen me before
Angelina
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina
His eyes were two slits that would make a snake proud
street
To finally be alive
And I know nothing good comes easy
All good things take some time
I made my bed I'll lie in it
To die in it's the crime
yet,
But I'll be teacher's pet yet,
'Cause I'm gonna learn to dance or burst.
Nothing's impossible I have found,
For when my chin is on the ground,
Just because I made that call and lied
"Listen, baby, I'm sorry
Just wanna tell ya, don't worry
I will be late, don't stay up and wait for me"
"Say
Raindrops keep falling on my head
That doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Cryings not for me
I'm never gonna stop the Rain by
shelter to the homeless
Giving hope to those without
Isn't that what this land all about
One by one
From the mountains to the see
Point's of light
mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if
later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
I will not forsake, the colors that you bring
But the nights you
Whereby men can be safe
I believe there is a right and wrong
A time to live a die
And the Bible is the blueprint
That all men should live by
I believe I'm
You harbor resentment
You know there ain't too much of a thrill
You wish for contentment
But you got an emptiness that can't be filled
You've
mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if
cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice
We are not helpless we are men
What lies between us
It can be set aside and ended
Everyday we learn more how to hate
Shut the door
And then
And if there was love, would that be enough?
"They that have power to hurt and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving
shouldn't be whinin', but abidin' by the law
Now it's obvious that you're lyin'
With so much drama in the industry
Hip hop police are listenin'
Be
My baby's Crying on a Saturday night
She thinks that nothings ever gonna go right
But she'll make it
And we'll make it
There's not way that
I'm
the bookie "put a bet up"
Not a damn thing will go wrong
The odds are that we will probably be alright
Odds are we're gonna be alright, odds are we're
have it
I want to tell you everything
Talk to a man that knows
He said some will sell me and some will buy
For a state of affection and they 'cause
did long
For each other every hour
But still she'd not be bound
In the places of young men
I never will be found
But think you not that I don't
not for me.
And, I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining,
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me!
will be
Face down
Having nothing else to cling to
But need of love that only You can give
Face down
Where I know that I belong
And I pray with grace
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
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