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would be a bit tough
To walk around her house without her son 
I would never do that to my mom
She would be the only one at the graveyard
No one

and caught some beef wit the mob
They aired out his moms house, killed his son and moms
They caught him walk'n out a store, up in broad daylight
They drove by

Yes, it's hard
To keep breathing now
I face my own hate
That's what I am
There's no house
For the sons
Of the acts
That keep pushing us
To this place

up
You know where I'll be
When this thing blows up
Same dang thang
Till I stack it to the truss
Same get lame
New things with my son
Aim my change
New

pass onna couch
So much shit I gotta do like get my momma a house
Show my son all the routes
Quiet all of the doubts
And make sure I got the money for

Look up on the trees 
See your accomplishments 
I see your memories
You see your son
Your grandchildren
In that house on the hill
Look back on the cove

Hey man
How does it feel to come back home
To house of your son and daughter grown to hate you?

Father
Does it hurt to hear them scream?
You're

a
Miracle we're munching, out the slums shit
Taking strolls round white houses
Got they son lit, soon my fam finna run shit
Know about those snakes that be

gon' last
They ain't ever listen
Instead, they bitchin' 'bout all of the odds but me and my God we conquered them all
I should tell son to stick

O God of Israel
For I endure scorn for your sake
Shame covers my face 
I am a stranger to my brothers

An alien to my own mother's sons
For zeal for

cll Your Best 

Did she disappoint you dad, the boy you never had?
cnother man around the house, a second son
Had it occurred to you to ask her for

Truth be told, I'm sick of living in this world
I'm picturing my girl and she pregnant with my son
We living in a house on the hills close to the sun

puoi comprarti
Qui fa freddo si quando si parla di me che gente che c'è
Li sento che stanno ridendo perchè i loro neuroni son meno di tre
Nella house

know I'm the sound
Inspired by me boy I'm done with all of you clowns
Lost and found guess you be an orphan now
Im like yo! son welcome to the monster

Bitch that shit still goes hard
Hail from mars so bizarre watch me set the bar
Party in the house with my son all day like rock stars
Strumming on air

payment on a house for my son
Even though he’s only one
That’s why I do this shit

That’s why I do this shit

the house
My daddy son but my mama raised me And she aint raise no slouch

I remember it was 5th grade
If my phone rung
It was early dismissal
Did a Breakdown

Ils veulent me tej de là où j'suis résident (White House)
Elle baisse son froc quand elle me vois c'est évident
Un peu de jaune
Un peu de vert et ma

limbo
So I don’t son these kids like Jimbo
House closed on Sábado y Domingo
Donald glove in the stu like a weirdo
Bad bitch green eyes like Shego
Cause

Lately, I've been thinking and dreaming
About the things, we could be yet I'm always leaving
Yeah
I'll be the one
You'll be my wife
We'll have a son
We'll

them, the son is well
Until the house burns, then they run and cry
Forgot to look at the others, better fix the tie!
Politicians must show authority
They

sin mier bamhaus, pour faire du bon son
PF is in da house, on sait se poser bon sang
Tu sais, moi je kiff voir les gens sourire, alors arrête les soupir

I'm the sound
Inspired by me boy I'm done with all of you clowns
Lost and found
Guess you be an orphan now
Im like yo! son welcome to the monster house

the best story that's ever told
Lately I Been in the house with my sons
Countin up mountains of funds
They run around with they guns
I look at all three