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Children's Poem

Ursula Rucker

Ma'at Mama

with no room for art…or the truth
What we gonna do?
Keep idly watchin' the news as some ones
So many sons and daughters get driveby'd
Video-ho'd

I'm the daughter of the Queen of hearts. I got all the cards.
cce and Spades and Clubs and hearts i got all the cards.
Q U I N E E E E E
Q U I N E E

cholesterol ·
best of all, I'm blessed to call God my father, I got arrested, y'all ·
Let me tell you how it happened · check it, y'all ·
Though I'm tough like

I can't help but underline to maybe share some light
On topic's that need to be brought up and despite
Of all division we might have against each

glorify guns
& Gain respect by jumpin' on corners
& Dumping at you, cops just jump in action
Trigger happy but nobody's gun is smiling
When somebody's son

No Flex Zone [Remix]

Pusha T

No Flex Zone

fuckin' listen
These niggas don't pay attention
These bitches are not yours
We keep them on all fours
Breakin' down', rollin' up potent
Sippin'

will recall that
We are all but one blood again

Baptist guy keeps getting closer
Tries to pull me down to the river
Have i been such a wayward daughter

matted
Their backs are all raw

Ride around little dogies
Ride around them slow
For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go
Old Bill Jones had a daughter

And you only find pleasure in doing the things he says are right 
Resisting what is wrong his presence keeps me warm
That's somebody's daughter cut out all

all of yo kids
Bitch ay yuh
Suck my dick
Wait, nah, you probably would
You are despised by this whole neighborhood
You send us to Coach Stokes because

I'm from a place,
that's extremely deranged,
Ran by undercovers, snakes, rats,
And where the true people are caged,
We're the knackers,

not knowing when to run.
All these men are famous, and they're all so very dumb.

History is made by stupid people.
Clever people wouldn't even try.
If

saw Murphy's law
cfter all we're professionals
Hold emotions in and never let 'em go
No
Keep them inside, sit by the family's side
Second by second I

they need to
Either or is comfortable
But I hope we have a son so my daughter never feel that she can’t live up to you
That’s something that my son could

game
Sacrifices must be made
The many controlled by just a few
The chickens are still coming home to roost
Greed, greed, corporate greed
Why can't we

face
They ain't gonna tear our history down
They'll Never have our daughters or our sons
If it's a holy war, then, we don't run
They can't hide the devil

yeah ok, you got us 
But we’d be singing different songs if you came here without guns 
“Ahem, those were fathers, not sons. We are not our parents.”

yo daughter that niggas are never shit
This be that teach yo son that these bitches are all conniving
This be that teach yo kids to get money and go

you I’ve known
Like the universe pushed us so close
‘Cause we’ve been lost too long
Promise you that I want infinite
Never end, want it all
And by it, I

to the everlasting life
Out of the darkness and to Paradise
By your own deeds and your faith you are saved
Your spirit and flesh reunite from the grave

Agnus Deī
Quī

Every Generation

Journey

Generations

2005

again
Fighting wars under different names
Losing daughters and sons, we all feel the pain
Through the tears, why don't things ever change
Between now

their guns, is it that what you want? No
Empathy is gone, humanity is gone
For your daughters, for your sons
Make a change don't belong to the

Just take

I can follow my GOD  cuz we are all God's children 
We are all sinners
He expects us to do wrong we're all beginners 
That's where the love from

See it was the assassination of MLK JFK FRED HAMPTON MALCOM X WE AINT START MURDER EACH OTHER 60s early 70d when all our leaders was killed that’s