Lyrics:
increasing on Rosecrans, nigga
Kendrick Conan, nigga
Where you sword at? Hand on the cross and swore that
I do it big as Rasputia for them shooters
Kama
Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed that you were older
You were looking like Picasso
With a scar across your shoulder
You were kneeling by
the dear children in thy tender care
And fit us for heaven to live with thee there
To live with thee there
and happiness people envy us you see
For we found heaven right here on earth at 4-0-33
Yes we found what most people are looking for
And it's not a lotta money
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to Heaven
To live with Thee there
Away in a manger
No crib for His bed
The little Lord
no one here to beat out your brains
There's no one who'll make you cry
If your parents kill you year by year
Well here's the time to say goodbye
See the dead with Hell in front
I can't believe. Then the sun went down
Hear the roar. The wolves age
The clink of sword, death's rage
Brothers
Children of Heaven, let us take lovers
She stands guard at Heaven's gate, her sword held high
In armor, gold and ornate, shining wings spread wide
by my cradle till morning is nigh
Be near me Lord Jesus I ask Thee to stay by me forever and love me I pray
Bless all the dear children in Thy tender
pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there
me I pray!
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care,
And fit us for Heaven
To live with Thee there.
Away in a manger,
No crib for His
pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there
the children dead from war
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying earth, these weeping shores
Aah, ooh
Aah, ooh
I used to dream
I used to glance
your so wrong (it's 50)
I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
will leave, I want to leave
For the chilrden of the world
Every single little boy and girl
Heaven plants a special seed
And we must have faith for
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to Heaven
To live with Thee there
Away in a manger
your so wrong (it's 50)
I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
the battle of north
Slicing fleets from stern to prow
The Sword that dictates the sentence is
The same sword that executes it
Every death caused by its
Well I got on in Bristol, by the old Virgina line
With a suitcase full of dreams, and a brand new spendin' dime
I had a full bouquet of music,
Jesus loves the little children, all the little children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight
Jesus loves
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven, to live with thee there.
starved by mountain valley and sea
And their wailing cries, they shook the very heavens
My four green fields ran red with their blood" said she
"What
Clo-ose by me forever
A-and love me I pray
Bless all the dear-ear children
I-in thy te-ender care-are
And fit us for heaven
To-oo live wi-ith thee-ee
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