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is a new born wrapped warm
In a blanket of hugs surrounded by the power of love radiating smiles bright as the sun
Whether a son or daughter they'll be

I keep me a stick like i’m potter
She swallow my sons and my Daughters
I walk round in dolce and gabbana
Mess wit the gang n you know that We’ll pop

My momma ain’t got no daughters it was meant that all her sons shine
I know C ah lay you down if I tell him too
Cause bout them chips you getting

Ain't Gonna See Tomorrow

Mystikal

Shaft [2000 Original Soundtrack]

2000

penitentary
Do the math, all on you, choose yo path,be a leader, pray for strength
Know when to cap and when to blast
Get back on track, we damn near got

(yeah)
We're losin' again, homie, we losin' too many things
What should we tell our sons?
You know that they will be the men
Like you and me

If hope

Bonnie Boy Is Young

Judy Collins

The Judy Collins Concert

1964

young.
For he is only sixteen years and I am twenty-one.
The bonny boy is young but he's growing.

Oh! daughter, dear daughter, I did not do you wrong

The lies I keep whispering in your ear

And from the beginning of time I said
Break all these shackles and run for your life
You are free

Sons and daughters

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'

Now I Feel Ya

Scarface

The World Is Yours

1993

look like you?" 
I just can't tell, why don't you take it to ma momma do 
Because my mother knows the real deal 
All these hoochies poppin' coochie

Daughter
Me and somebody's Son
Just say, we can take a trip
Anything we do yeah you know it's lit
Whatever you want girl I'm here for it
Me and somebody's

are caught off guard
If we rely upon the Lord
So turn to God with all your trust
'Cause only He can quicken us

We are the sons and daughters

Powers That Be

Raphael Saadiq

Rather You Than Me

2017

Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
But what's funny are the ones that we

to slaughter your son and your daughter
You can blame the government
Let me tell you how it all started
The middle class was evaporated then the filthy rich

delight
An image so graven
Boy you need some saving
Bleeding them dry
Don't give a fuck if they die
Your sons and daughters
Are underwater
I'm sorry father

for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted

I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself

What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by

down
Open the sky door, take my sword
And save all the mothers and daughters (he's been shining)
Who didn't have time (forever your son)

Take my

her
It won't be much you know just
So our hands can touch
But you know, it'd really mean a lot to me
And Mr. Bass you're in a class all by yourself

been struggling
Have Been Winning Alone
On My Own
Prase my god
We blessed
We good
I rise
Lord thanks
You best
You king
I pray
i win
On god
I grind

Your coming too close to the sun
Burn to the core by the time I'm done
All these trophies but you haven't won
Teach your daughter but not your son

And all this shit inside this world
'Except my money and my diamonds, and my daughter, nigga
Fuck you nigga (fuck you, nigga)
And I don't fuck with 'em,

her wont get left again
Might think they want you to lose by how they steppin in
It's cus you got some big shoes that you steppin in
One thing is

of jealousy and sad
He knockin on her door
It was opened by her man
He see his son and daughter
But the brotha wanna flex
Aint tryna disrespect
Homie get up out

Angel of Mercy

Albert King

Chronicle (With Little Milton)

1979

of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

The finance company
They just don't receive my check
They say