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your way into oblivion

Sons and daughters, the ill and the blind
Pissant thieves you're all out of mind
Those at the front and far behind
Bit by bit you

another,
Daughter or son in danger (Sha.)
Nobody's hungry an' nobody's poor,
An' there's just no need for hate any more,
'Cause they put it all together,

in the, crying in the silence 

We’re just people. Don’t think we’re evil
We all want the same thing, peace and liberty.
Sons and mothers, Daughters

don't forget to warn your sons and daughters
About the nature of the world today, the nature of the world today
The nature of the world today, the nature

to trust in your plan
It's all in your hands
Help us to walk in your plan
We stand by faith in your grace
O God through your Son
He bled and died in our

class
But them kids be actin bad
So she losin all hope, while they smellin like dope
Probably need a bar of soap, but the family too poor
Tst settle

attack
and tear your new homes apart
come sit by the lake with me
and see where you always start

You can't leave
you can't leave

We all are yellow

And that of our sons
And daughters
It's either victory or
Return into the soil
The blood will flow
By the hand that tends
Your fields
The earth will bathe

The Ghetto

Nas

Documentary 2/2.5 [Collector's Edition]

2015

nigga
Now, we'll end your career in two sixteens, my niggas
If he the God's son, then I must be the prophet
And all this "King of L.A." shit, you

Saginaw Michigan

David Houston

Twelve Great Country Hits

too little pay
I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan the daughter of a wealthy wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
Not good enough

Call me son and suck my dick
Feeling all the shame with the same interactions
Feeling all the guilt that was built from reactions
Never had traction,

Bufferin.
Son now tired of seein' his poor mother sufferin'.
Starts to sell drugs though the cops did a raid.
Guess who's in the mix, and being legal age

they pay
The rest with no fortune are buried in clay
The sons and daughters keep weeping all day
Stone cold as the ocean, their stories there lay
Yo Ho

The mountains that we face
Remember who He says that you are
Remember who He says that you are
Sons and daughters
Made in His image
It's okay to cry
God knows all

(next nigga)
Though I'll prolly go to Bay Harbor about Gucci, Louis, or Prada
For my wife son or daughter, yeah (wife, son, or daughter)
They gon talk

daughter......son
Your Honor, answer this question and be honest
If you lock me up for the summer will you support my momma?

[Chorus]

[Baby]
Ay ay, move

We can look down on the water
With our favorite sons and our daughters
We can rewrite history
Because thats what you mean to me
If youll be the mom

us recklessly and
I will be your poor boy
Waiting by your balcony
Underneath a blanket with a key
I'll unlock your universe and set you free
Your

all it stick like glue, we got you

Yo, it's all good
I'ma hit you when I touch down tomorrow, son, word

Stay on point, don't even use the phone

An ugly truth put forth by our youth
Under the threat of patriotic brute

So use your rage
It is a weapon we all must engage
Let trumpets sound our call

all unstuck 
In a way that keeps normal

Inside though the slope is steep

Focus on the girl
Perfect eldest daughter
Cool and collected stopper

of being good?)

No loving wife to smile at me
No daughter to dote on with pride
'Til the day I give her away
With a teardrop in my eye

No clever son

this thing
That makes these rebels die
Yet all men love freedom and the
Spring clear in the sky
I wouldn't do this deed again for
All that I hold by as I

Leaders, lizards, aliens among us
Putting their chemicals in water
Brainwaves seeking to control us
Poison your sons and daughters

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