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Come up to the mountain Come follow the way When you're passing through the water Do not be afraid Come all son's and daughters Whom I have formed
been the same since I called out to my King My King called out to me "My son, you were called to call out to me" He will take you higher He will take
surrender I surrender Just throw me in the fire (In the fire) I wanna go higher (Go higher) We’re all sons and daughters of the sun (I surrender) We are one
Live by the gun, die by the gun (gun, chyeah) All the blood, sweat and tears that I shed was all worth it When I see my daughter smile with my son
spent time in the Middle Eastern war Wanted to be a Navy Seal, but died protecting his girlfriend from horror His daughter and his son were probably too
hot water (When they fall by the way) Sons and daughters (They don't do) What they oughta Sons and daughters (Don't fall in) In hot water
hot water (When they fall by the way) Sons and daughters (They don't do) What they oughta Sons and daughters (Don't fall in) In hot water
got a hold on me You're holding me now Whoa Whoa Whoa I'm going head first Sold out To the one who took our shame and called us Sons and daughters Oh
Of A Kind, A Man Supreme I Know I'm In All The Ladies' Dreams I'm The R-A-H And The I-E-M I Put A Wiggle In Your Butt If a Tell Me When I'm A Son Of A gun With
girls rolled up in one And the children of the moon were like a fork shoved on a spoon They were part sun, part earth, part daughter, part son Origin
Jehovah I stand for the hustle money, gat me bother F*ck all my haters liquor, gat me higher I'm on my holy water I'm on my holy water I'm high right
down Open the sky door, take my sword And save all the mothers and daughters (he's been shining) Who didn't have time (forever your son) Take my
confide I'm rising up, but I need to rise higher We're running scared all alone inside This place is cold, though consumed by fire Green and Black just like
town How the fuck he gon' treat me like I ain't his son neither? Why the fuck she gon' treat me this way behind a bitch And I showed from the start
think I'm ever gonna settle So don't try to challenge me, I'll have to embarrass ya I'll get you more scared than Donald Trump at a quinceanera Higher
In come di one called Lila Iké All di massive dem inna di place tonight Push yuh two hand inna di air, mek me some lighter Lighter, lighter,
Day by day Hustle and pray Troubles in my life tryna weigh me down I won't let them win no Me soar Higher higher higher Like a bird in the skies
From father to son from son to father My light the one they called him Alder Mann for short a twin to me He called him up it's r.i.p From father
love with her She is my everything And I'm her world They drag me to court Sit me by the judge They try to get all of it out of me But I will not budge
children your sons and your daughters We struggling, trying to get out of the ghetto trying to make it to mars!!! Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
crying from seeing her daughter and sons up Seeing her daughter do shit that she dreamed From driving Sonatas to whipping a Beamer Came from the trenches
There were natives there called Guanches Guanches by the score Bullets, disease, the Portuguese, and they weren't there anymore Now they're gone,
daughter, part son. The origin of love Now the gods grew quite scared Of our strength and defiance And Thor said, “I'm gonna kill them all With my hammer
reports world news as They report about me, we're in trouble Are you saying that No, wait, let me finish have you thought of The chance I'm taking by
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