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know? Is it your son or daughter?
Did you take any precaution?
You threw out the bath water.
Well, you been so busy lately.
Where’d you put the baby?
(they roar)
Freedom's call, always more
His daughter's smile, shining bright
Estranged son, still in sight
Curves and bends, new roads to find
With Jeff,
don't get my love Annachie
And you who are my parents to church you may me bring
But unto Lord Sultan I'll never bear a son
To a son or a daughter
don't get my love Annachie
And you who are my parents to church you may me bring
But unto Lord Sultan I'll never bear a son
To a son or a daughter I'll
telling him my grievances
My demons will erupt
This fever i gots burnin up
My daughter got raped and killed last month
My son died in my arms as he was
The games been called on a slight chance of rain
Bring the mascots in
You never loved me when I needed you
I took the stand in the courtroom with all
want them to do better than they daddy.
So. I pray hard for you. Tell my daughter I'm sorry I ain't with her mother no more. I Fucked all that up.
Baby,
Now, should I slit my wrists? Go for it all or call it quits?
Picture me taking my life, leaving my wife and my daughter, shit
Wish I could slip back,
killing all my people or the women they shooting
And they just laugh and tell me go and fight by they side
Trust me if I could I'd be ready to die
Just
got haters in the paper, photo shoots with paparazzi
Can't even take my daughter for a walk
See 'em by the corner store
I feel like I'm cornered off
a sucker
But now I'm free they see payback's a motherfucker
I'm sickenin, like dickin all they daughters and nieces
Now CO's and PO's want me restin in
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here to stay
Lyte]
We jammin' on the for the daughters and sons
The struggle is not over until the battle is won
Hip-Hop is life but it ain't all to me
Now where
all kinds of thing that they not
I'm lost brother, can you help me
Can you help me brother, please
You see what we did, we lost the love
I'm
a son,
And he must have a father when I am dead and gone,
Oh your darling boy is young but he's growing.
One day as I was walking down by the college wall
my kids and Ms. Cita, Lord
Just got off the phone with my son
Told him, "You're a son of a gun"
Just got off the phone with my daughter
Told her,
already paid off her debt
All she wanted to do was care for her daughter
Who they kidnapped in order to coerce her
So she got strapped and set up her
the grinding machine
Ammunition? No problem at all
Hand grenades, your daughter’s new doll
Raise the flag, chant the anthem with pride
Now go burn those
to something in my soul
they say, “let it all go now, come on, child...
it’s a miracle to be alive”
I want to swim free in the same old water
I want to sit
Mavis's opinion, all we really seek
Mavis's opinion, all we, should we
Lie while he's still alive?
Should we lie while he's still alive?
Cause when
I'm so happy for her, we used to fight like cats and dogs
But she ain't even mad that I left her daughter
she calls me her son, so that's my mama
Oh shit, fuck is my watch at? Shit man, fuck
Nah man, nah man, hell nah
These bitches is frontin'
The fuck the shit go?
Them drug gangstas
Yo son
were loved by your family and adored your precious son who now is forced to live his life without his father at such a young age, only 4 years old.
You
And my mailpouch is usually empty by then not always but just about
Except for an accosional letter and they all wait anxiously
With sad eyes that said
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