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While traffic jams and tempers break,
The city streets are full of hate,
The lights are red, it's all too late.
How much can a poor man take?
to playgrounds
I dream't of 2Pac, he asked me "are you still down?"
"Yeah my nigga", it's on, its on, its on, its on
I know they told their white daughters
the darkness
Come out of the night
We're sons and we're daughters
We're children of light
The struggles you carry
Oh bring them to Christ
His yoke is so easy
His
love
But believe in terrible people.
If we'd have a daughter and a son,
You would leave
cnd it would make
My heart full.
For chances of feeling great
and daughters
We all glow, and I'm proud to be all that I know
Q-B-O-R-O, nigga, who I die for
Survi-val, how we came a long way in solidarity
Don't let
are the vicar's daughter mavis' opinion is all we really seek mavis' opinion is all we should we... lie now that he has died should we lie now that he
Damn, son
The fuck's wrong with you, man?
Shit be happenin' out here, man
Niggas don't be realizin' the shit, man
But, yo man, tell 'em what
Damn, son
The fuck's wrong with you, man?
Shit be happenin' out here, man
Niggas don't be realizin' the shit, man
But, yo man, tell 'em what
hopping
And like a drive by got everybody ducking
No Le issues to the death that were born pa die
All want to stay nobody will want
I’m going through
Blood thats water
Mum so stressed out she lost a daughter
She lost a bro
All that pain that I didn’t know
Now I carry that deep in my
O'Byrne at Glenmalure
Picked up his sword
Showed Lord Gray the door
But An Gorta Mór
Nearly wiped us out
So we were poor
By the time we came out
of a hurricane
Black sheep the rebel son,
That clashed with authority
Powerless at least I have tonight
The roads not long at least I have tonight
the common ground we found surpasses all the borders
If you meet a rich man, ass-kiss all his daughters...
Or his sons. We all live once
And who among us
ain't no way back from that
The pain in his voice echoes through the whole ward
Kelly's so saddened by the shock of it all
She can't speak, but the eyes
daughter
But by all means, carry on as you are
You're gonna be the next big radio star
Play your music and have your fun
But your stupid little love songs
real, I'm makin' cash fo' sure
Stuntin' every chance I get because I had it poor
But every time I go to sleep I hear the devil at my door
And I'm
the beginning
From the beginning
Love is all I bring
Inna Jah Jah Kingdom
Sons and daughters are royal
So be mindful of how you move
You’re not normal
Inna Jah
shit I'm a do this
Fuck all the bullshit excuses
I won't say shit I'm a prove it, ya'll gon feel this movement
Hmm...and as I watch my daughters grow
I
the president hates america!, and the government is run by some savages, Scared of Blacks so they shoot us all down (pow), The McGc Hats the new KKK Cowl (wow),
hope no niggas ever
Do that to my daughter legacy
I remember I was young
In slums being dumb
I can’t imagine
Dat life getting a hold of my son
Can’t
the dude's got a son that go to my daughter's school
So I'm cool 'cause I can grab what he loves most
And that's the reason why you see me laughin', then go
tryna see my lil daughter smile
I'm giving my son the game now
So he know what to do when he have a child
Always stay true to your word, that's what I
talking to me through the water
As the leader of the house I (ask)
Ask that you teach your son to teach your daughter
Cause I've been tryna stay afloat
Will
head
And angels sing above my bed
No more guns
No more dead daughters and sons
No more guns
Let my friends be the last ones
With malice towards none
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