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We all got angels, listen...

Flowers to the living, and flowers to the dead.
Flowers to the demons that been living in my head.
Writing down for

a fact
Finish college, co-mack-ulations on that (congratulations)
My daughter, she datin' a dread bro
He activated, might get our whip split in half by

in peace let
Fighting cease for man and son
Die, we all will die why even try what's done is done
 For those who have wives and mothers too
Daughters

No pigs pulling a triggers then standing idly By
Watching her daughter Cry as she Dies in Agony.
No pass for Reagan and Charlie Wilson arming Osama
No

from a long line of women
Whose worth was never measured by
The number of penises they birthed
But in the manner of warriors
Their tales inspired,

ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father, motherfuck a copper
Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge, pussy poppin'
Tell the coppers, "Ha-ha-ha-ha"

was the lakebed and you were the skiff
We were drowning in shallow waters
We were somebody's sons and their daughters

Did you hear Garnett got married

and
I can forget that we're dying
But you and I have both been buried alive before

Still I see you in a tunnel light
Draping over my bones in a summer

I ain't gone lie I know some shit I gotta take to the grave 
Did a couple bitches wrong it's hard to look in the face 
I had family do me wrong but

On Top of the World

Ludacris

Paper Trail [Circuit City Exclusive]

2008

become
All the shit I've avoided what I done for my sons
And daughters and momma just call her
I sold dope and dropped out of school seems its all they can

Never cared about ‘they’ 
Never cared bout what ‘they’ think 
On a mission for that bank 
Fuck a hater wanna say 
I should put you in your grave 
All my

Hey Mr. President

The Warren Brothers

Patriotic Country

2004

and husbands
And we pray that we dance at our daughter's weddings
And our sons grow to fine men
And for peace on our land
Hey, Mr President how about that

my eyes so I can see
The world full of mystery
But one thing clear to me
God the father Jesus the son
Holy Spirit they all one
Like mind body and soul

The pain made him numb, the war in Vietnam
It took his first son, it took his third son
But I suppose he was a man
A man will never learn, for the pride

living in glory
Was picked up and slammed by satan himself
Was buried in sand, then came up from hell
Im from the abyss, the trenches itself
They talk all

of their hand,

Friends, brothers, sisters, fathers mothers, sons and daughters
Uncharted waters	
Uncharted waters

Breathing in that little deeper, living

Eaten by a volcano?
Sunken in a caldera?
Did it ever exist?
A tale of the elder
The search continues
Discovery or defeat
A journey across the wide sea
But

Amerika, the grave
Beacon nation built by slaves
Desecrated sacred land
Put the devil in command  
  
No I don’t even know
	What’s left to save

glorify guns
& Gain respect by jumpin' on corners
& Dumping at you, cops just jump in action
Trigger happy but nobody's gun is smiling
When somebody's son

my circumferance
It’s like traveling the seven seas 
And last without a compass
Lured in by the sirens 
I’m Poseidon spitting violent storms
I’m here

so many sunsets
Man the clock is
Tickin’ on this Daughter, Son, and Father

Time goes by
Like it’s got wings
It takes off and it flies

So tonight, I

like I found out
Y'all were cheating at the game, dawg
I'd get buried just to see you in the grave
Dawg

Everybody wanna be the big dog
Everybody wanna

kick me outta that will hoe
Black diamonds all in my smile, dharma rollin round
Tearing all through these realms, I'm garm w this flesh
Suit and tie for

Detachment
Who am I?
What have I done?
The violence
Full of hate
The habit of our sins
Atonement buried in an unmarked grave

Who of you will dare