Lyrics:
come alive
As daughters and sons orphans will rise
As daughters and sons orphans will rise
Could you dream again
Could you set your hope on things you
her fillings
My angel by the time you hear
This we just had a problem
From father to daughter I apologize
From the bottom of my
Heart but we’ll always
Montreal.
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight
here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus
We're split on different sides
Our views are divided in two as we multiply
We're affecting all of you with our rules that run your life
We remain
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
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
My generation will make a change
This generation will make a change
(Yes we will, yes we will)
My generation will make a change
(Do you hear
her. She said “your father left when your mum was pregnant and she had to survive all by herself” Now he wants your custody so he can maltreat you, but
and hear
Don't be blind, or deafness will reign, and you'll remain the same
Recognize be wise open them eyes, listen and hear
Don't be blind, or deafness
the daughter
Not the son
The daughter, not the son, the daughter
Not the son could the king of country
Music be the daughter, Not the son?
Got me some cows
Bro bro listen to the kids jeremy, I need
I gotta put it down for a
Second it’s beautiful jeremy Scott's design
First of all, thank you Taylor for
have we become?
Why do we sacrifice the ones we love? (Our daughters, our sons)
No matter what I do, you will never ever be like me
And I will never
Just keeps reminding us of the struggles
They start pulling up pictures
Of us getting hit
By dogs and firehoses and all that
You know like, my daughter
Yeah, I be talkin' to the dead homies
I hear voices in my head tellin' me who phony
Run up on me, nigga, you gon' see
God's son, so you know, for me,
Wo-Worried 'bout y'all niggas, us straight
Th-These girls are my sons
Jo-Jon & Kate Plus Eight
When I walk in, zip up straight
I don't give a fuck if I was
to prison After living by the gun
I can put my pride aside all her life I’ll protect her
Your daughter never ask for the fucked up cards you delt her.
here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus
shipe, go by the rule, shipe
Drop everything where you stand nigga,
Give it all up, like a man nigga
You workin with somethin, nigga bring me
When it's all said and done, just know I gave you my everything
If you don't change, it won't ever change
All I have is my word and love, nothing
pictures drew
And one became this lonely soul
Who sits here now
And sings this song to you
And the sons become the fathers
And the daughters will be
and fire making love to give birth
To a sea of sons and daughters who warm their hands by the hearth
Denied the temptation of the incense
Surely my kindly welcome didn't deserve the death
of my only son? Is this how you are also preparing to
steal my daughter Melia from her father, O false
relationships repeat again
You're daughter ending up some dudes late night medicine
You lived this, so give them that game to win
Ya son with flowing pains
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