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of the village /
Art child literally bleed in acrylic/ probably gonna pass it to my seed let him live it/
Nangwe a vha khomba that’s a queen by descendent/u do

Just for being me!

And if by chance you do, your son will welcome you
(Don't hold your breath)
No matter what you do he'll have love for you

Hey mom

and time we losing touch this can't be us we need to trust
Trust that I'll be there when no one there to show I care through all the holidays and birthdays

that gin
I'm no longer bro 'cause I don't sin
You can have that, just give me Him
I'm talking 'bout Christ, the Son of the living God
Child of the King

PARTY PART 2
Music and Lyrics by Gordon Pogoda & Johnny Elkins

		Everybody bring your body to the party
		The party won’t be comin’ to you

of the
There's a light at the end of the world

A mother holds her child
Comforting the tender heart
Two lovers heal the world
Each time it falls apart

There's

God is sitting on the Throne and Jesus on the right hand of him (dang)
It won't be no need for the sun or the moon cause God's Glory going light up

off the shelf, told by a child
It’s not enough, It’s not enough, Not alone
Even with time, forward and back, forming a line
It’s not enough, It’s not

before
Why
Because I am the

Number one
The tip of the gun
The only child with no shoes
That's always on the run
Y'all be shopping at Whole Foods
But only

dream in a noose?
Questioning the path I'm paving, now it's half past 2
But, I think I got something here, but I don't really know if I can battle my fear

We need to rebuild the back bone of this nation

Two million woman not working cuz of child care 
Reduce pollution so we can breath clean air 
Don't

through my death mask
While I'm winking through my death mask
While I'm winking through my death mask
While I'm winking through my death mask

[Verse 2

the people dying on our home soil
Trading solder's blood for oil hoping shit with boil over
Painted in red like the flag that we love
Betrayed by the ones that

Petra spent all her life

Working and dreaming of a magical place

Where she could dance freely and jumping like a child

And donu0027t apologize,

THE SHEETS, A REAL WILD CHILD READY TO PLAY YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. BUT AINT NO ONE EVER SHOWN ME WHAT THEY CAN REALLY DO DONT ACT THE FOOL. IMA GIVE YA WHAT YOU

booty in my room,
Singing when we do it and you're always in tune.
I'll make a bet by the goddess moon,
You can stand on your own two feet and still not

as you want!
It's just that... 
my farts can be quite loud.
That's no problem, my child. 
Let it out! Ha ha ha ha. 
Well then, 
father, mother, 
please

Dreamed Huxtables but settled for the Winslows
As days goes by realizing only Family Matters
Couldn't afford the apartment in the sky
Good Times kept us

a pint sold a fourteen and I'm drunk or deuce
No child left behind glocky a dump in you
Play got fleeced sold em wocky by its green
Switchy on that baby

what we had was the making of
A legacy no one could break in two
Take me far, far beyond the mountains
If you keep close we'll run away
Past the river

And drink straight from the youth fountain 

The very sound somehow turns me into a child, again 

Until the wave of sound has reached its end, keep the beat

Be something like her mother
Be keeping all the order
'Round the quarters
When she two one
Can give her all the wisdom
What it is and what it isn't
By

Listerine (ew)
In this game, I have skin, know my name cause I am in
Not the same they begin, to claim they know I'd win
That's a lie, maybe two by my side

on their necks by Ricky
Mojave Ghost mist on my Swayze and Demi
You know I like it dark margaritas with the Henny
And loud but I love when y'all act like