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fathers He'll raise your kids, that's his son That's his daughter Bronx first, then went to the Heights Started the pitch for them Went to PR, then Harlem
why Sitting in an airport my mouth watering It's thanks giving day I'm just Putting my order in I call my mum on the phone kind a demanding Don't stop
you This 5th kicking like buckaroo Your squads full of weirdos Got my foreign clock was on zero God father know Robert De Niro Spent Ps up in harrods g
from back in the day as A way to spread the news Until came from Jamaica Blazing amazing sounds On the back of Hercules hip hop Came to the Bronx with
and the home of the purge Obama's a - and Joe Biden's a perv They say that I'm fringe but I'm not from this Earth God is my Father Earth You say that's a woman
inspire you That's here in Las Vegas, Vegas, Vegas Yo, I did so much wrong I Wonder if there's any good left Never had a father so I Follow my own foot
on the ground I crept here since my childhood 'till now One day I dreamed a dream I saw a ladder to another life So I'll leave this memorable town After the loud
place Not to be left sleeping in the West Way for 10 days We're, calling for arrests made And debts paid in true numbers known for the Families who kept
Days are so crazy, what can we do? They're killing us slowly by Attacking our food where's the sovereignty? Why would we just standing on picket signs
mater? Who the stalker exes and abusive fathers? Who was Richard Nixon? Who was OJ Simpson? Tall and dark and handsome I've never heard of a girl Shootin'
not trade what they Made for another day even as a slave The heathen is made by believers enraged As a gauge to find a way To deceive us in wage From
and no one's there I got nowhere to plug in I have no outlet My father went to the pen And he ain't out yet the TV raised me no one Pays me attention
kids up to Day cares and these public schools Wonder why they workin' for Satan And wonder why they confused You can't play both sides, girl, I mean You
Never changed, been the same since day one You know exactly where the vibe be This ain't been no easy shit But I’m right where I'm supposed to be We
coming strong Or finna put you on like welcome home I just met my father for the first time Him being missing made me embrace mine Well now this Funk
I was formerly This isn't what I do the majority of the time I am morally intact, abnormal to me the grime But these are different days I grab my
The Saga resumes, I'm a father of two Seeing life differently, mountainous views Wiser, there was a time I was a fool And kept it real with a Few
been writing since a youngin' But he never used it He went from writing bout his day And how he does in schooling To talking bout his little girl because
Which one a mi friend wi badmind And unuh know mi wi draw the line Pon a enemy And mi a pray Jah protect and guide Each and every day Mi a pray fi
we're going And it's where we've been Now looking back over the years And whatever else has occurred I remember I cried when my father died Never wishing
I'm picking up the pieces on a bold grey day I'm asking for an answer every time I pray And all sleepless moments still Present in my mind My soul is
About to blossom to a father I'mma rob for my family See it in these roots Tryna beam like a laser Shoot and taser any sabertooth I'll catch you later Got
Another day alone in a little white room Looking at the wall going insane Hoe, I'm talking fucking crazy to myself But that's okay Don't come around
As far as mamas go they kept us breathng Cause most of us ain't neva Had fathers we belived in And that church it was ther for one reason We all begged
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