Lyrics:
back our girls
You ruined our worlds
You took our smiles away
There are no words to say
Although I kept the faith
They found you... a little too late
on ‘em by pagans
They clowned spit on ‘em, cost of the salvation
Of you and me, and the little ones we bear
In arms like guns Dem’s tryin’ to declare
read and grow my faith more
I’m trying to sore
With Wings as an eagle
Man we need more
Not talking bout zeros
I’m talking bout souls
I’m talking
my children close to me
Hope to be, the best mama that I can
Precious Lord please take me by my hands
And guide me with ya righteous wings
Cause I
loving woman in the world
Would have a faithful man
The songs we hear as children stay with us all our life
But when faith turns seventeen, and innocence
freshman, I'm chilling
'Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight, and not kill em
Me and my niggas is hungry, we're willing
To bring a little ho
and continuously fight fight just to keep said position it’s a daily test of faith
Gimmie little strength oh jah please
Am begging you for strength oh jah
Gimmie
to understand
I will help you learn to fly
But only if you'll spread your wings
You’re the one who’s got to try
Life won’t have to pass us by
We’ll be everything
suspicions we can burn them one by one
That will help us get ready for World War None
(A little love is more effective than a rifle)
(A little faith will
option is pray
I guess I rather have it on me myself and I
With a partner by my side
Look it in the eye
Ain't no getting by
Fuck that shit
Man we gotta fly
who say say say
cnd can't show them own little children the way
I man bring this song to all them pagan and all them people who worship babylon
Me say
Tammy said, "I'm sure that's good advice.
But how then could I ever look my children in the eye?"
Then at their doorway a little girl did stand
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Cuddle up, yeah, yeah
Order now, don't delay
Cuddle up, yeah, yeah
Sleep it off
Drool away
Gather-me-round children, 'cause your faith is a mystery
3. The Angelmaker
Another star on the night sky
A set of white wings to fly
And travel to a holy land
Another coin to crown my hand...
Over a tiny
the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough, but what you doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't feeling me
Why
The chips on my shoulders grew into wings
Who knew it, I've grown bolder by not feeling a thing
Except that fire in my soul that turns sweat into
The here and the now this miracle hearing the sound
Feel all one love it's unbound
Spreading the light underground
Healing the children trapped down
Deep
(''yeah we don't want to do anything your children Thats the last thing we wanna do")
These pristine demons
What give my life meaning
Expressing
back up little baby I got me a queen
Trying to take care of my children yeah
Step out the crib in my lemon pepper steppers
Wing Stop I need my lemon
Sight War Peace Truce Fight Loose Firm
See this earth is a nest
And Im that little bird
Who mother pushed outside before he learned to fly... word
See Im
The twisted wings and clouds unfold
And the greatgape of He who fell
Makes darkened shadows over pointed spires
Little children point and sing
I see her sailing on her silver wings
With hands that move like little trees
Alive and bending in my raging storm
To a heartbeat, my lady lives for
to show with both of those wings untried
I know it's hard not to feel like the woodcutter's children sometimes
Stumbling on a bread house in the woods
Is
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