Lyrics:
myself
It's the sins of the son that were cleansed by the father
Asylum is found in the hands of the daughter
Go blindly
Go slowly
I am a cancerous lech
dimension you have giving us
Abundant grace
For sons and daughters of the living God
This is my place
Where material doesn't matter anymore
Where we live by
I missed the first steps my daughter took
The time my son played Captain Hook in 'Peter Pan'
I was in New York, said 'Sorry son, Dad has to work'
I
All the idiot things that I've done
When my son gets to Heaven will he be shown the yelling?
And the robbing and fighting? And the thunder
Wearing the wrong colors and it's homicide
So who's leading who the blind or the blind
You're just another body that they threw aside
Live by the gun
, everythang, I bought it
Kill the world for daughter
I’ll show em losses
I’m not giving my money no more to lawyers
I’m protected by God, I ain't never sorry
Reminiscing all the days of my brokenness
I used to be confused now I’m like the dopest
I no be form but I still made you feel this
Yeah I spit the truth like
the pain
It's all the same
Medicating symptoms
Not the sickness in my brain and my heart
And my soul
And my spirit
Can't you hear it?
My entire being is
And sing, O daughter of Zion
Cry out, O child of mine
And dance with all the strength that you can find
For you are finally home
Sing, O son of Zion
Shout, O
All the way down
She went all the way, all the way
She showed me love a hundred ways
How she pimped and how she paid
All the daughters, all
carried my daughters and sons
See there’s one thing I give that can’t be tossed aside
That’s the higher supreme
That’s called life
I’m the giver of life
your soul will be delivered)
Calling all you sons and daughters
(Calling all you sons and daughters)
Come, be washed in the waters
(Come, be washed in
be there for my son and my daughter
Nights turn into days and all my days turn to tomorrows
Problems, every day tryna find a way to solve 'em
Ridin'
pay the ransom
For you and for me
We're no longer outcasts
We're daughters and sons
Born of His Spirit
And washed by His blood
God gave us a purpose
He
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges
It's like they're all targets, pray for them
Pray for everybody
Live
And at the age of seventeen he was the father of a son,
At the age of eighteen, his grave had all grown green;
And the death put an end to his growing.
I'll
What's it like to be all alone
All by yourself in a broken home?
Try not to be like mom and dad
Realize you're just fucked like them (like them)
There's no stranger here at the Savior's feet
Where the cross stands tall there is unity
All are welcomed home, sons and daughters sing
By His precious
She told me to call
She don't stutter
My son is riding a scooter
My daughter in love with a hamster
My grandfather was a painter
Bad combination
Married
Oh you upper class daughters, and working class sons
It's hard to save a dollar, the way the world runs
You're the target market of a corporate joke
It
My youngest son came home today
His friends marched with him all the way
The pipes and drum beat out the time
While in his box of polished pine
Like
me
Sons and daughters by my side
Basking in my wealth my pride
No regrets our future's open wide
A trail of blood and tears, loss and fear, the price
A prayer for our growing sons and daughters
May we keep our hearts open
And our eyes wide
May we heal what's broken
And let the tides go by and by
You know
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