Lyrics:
quietly,
What a homeland I have fallen for.
Slowly taking her by the shoulders,
What kind of Homeland have I fallen for…
And tell your father separately,
National guard
Versus a thousand people
Flower in the barrel gunshot next sequels
Birmingham Alabama
A bad mamma jamma
Except for when they throw
How in the Hell did we make it this far
40 long years 'neath a wandering star
I loved you back then - but now more by far
For 40 long years for 40
sold down the river for a good time in the ruff
Hurt by love, and now I've had enough
this will be the last time I ever get hurt by love
I was a black
Everything is heaven
Sweeter than a dream
You always keep your secrets by the door
I'm begging you honey, give me them all
Flowers overtake the lawn
Maybe one summer, in a few years
I'll be the aging party girl
Hungry for the seventh time that week
I put my shoes on, one by one
Just like a person
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
विकराल वीरभद्र यम के स्वामी दक्ष काल हैं
Shiva Is Surrounded By The Fragrance Of Flowers Of The Kadamba Tree.
The Lord Of Dance, The Leader Of Arts, Is
don't want that
But if I don't make it home tonight
Tell my mama that I love her
Leave some flowers for my brother
Girl I love ya
But if I don't make it
before work, before the kids got up and time was standing still
Me and my bride, a little coffee, looking out over the hills
I pour one for her and one
you ever laid eyes on
Then a man of low degree stood by her side
And promised her he'd take her for his bride
Delta Dawn what's that flower you
desperate to have for your bride
Too much conversing with a woman
Tends to dull a man's wit
Never be taken in by poets
Who claim that love if it's
Good counsel does forbid you, dears
With flowers in your hair
To come or go by Carterhaugh
For young Tam Lin is there
There's none who go by
a ghetto, Jada
Heaven do got a ghetto, but I’m prayin’ for y’all
Remember everything I told you
When detained by the law
Remember every letter written
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By: Luvinnia Flowers
The hate be real and the love be fake
From you they just
Take
Take
Take
The hate be real and the love be fake
From
full of black rotten blood.
A mirror surface, broken only by the bubbles of gas
Escaping from the stagnating mess that lay on the bottom.
Fuelled by
so grand
But since I saw your eyes
I'm fine just holding your hand
And tonight you'll be my bride
I'll always be right by your side
And oh Danielle
You
about your girl and then you dropped that hoe
But you did for you
And ima tell you why
She 15 with a baby and it sure ain't mine
You slid by
Y'all say
about your girl and then you dropped that hoe
But you did for you
And ima tell you why
She 15 with a baby and it sure ain't mine
You slid by
Y'all say
Seems my history is a set of lies agreed upon by you repeated
So many times and for so long accepted as the truth
Like an unfriendly takeover attempt
I
again to expect a different ending
[Verse 3]
Bride two, when thoust’ look at me I ignore you
You grab my arm and beg for a response
I value my words
hard to hold back
When I want to attack
You're a master of provocation
Yeah you really got a knack for that
Now my veins are burning black
And now there
Call my boy Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red
As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead
An aging woman picks along
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