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Sister sister, kissing by the tree
Ripe right for picking something sweet
Brother brother what's it gonna be
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Teacher, teacher,
a Final Call from the brother in the bow tie
I'm where little kids dream and fiend for fun
Lots of laughter moms, no pops playing with her son
I passed
brother Ben
I stood there and I cried as I watched my mama die
I guess I was too young to understand
Papa didn't shed a tear or even really seemed
In 1974, I went to Mexico to visit my brother who was working as an anthropologist with Tsutsil Indians, the last surviving Mayan tribe.
her fan
We're drifting
A thousand years roll by
Lou Chang
Her brother he's burning with rage
Lou Chang
Her brother he's burning with rage
I'd
If you all get to Heaven
Say a prayer for my mother
Say a prayer for my father
Say a prayer for my brother
But most of all please say a prayer
brothers got hurt
Nuthin' new in ninety-two
It's time to do the work
Trails of vatos scream once I hop on the scene
And fear the return of the fatal
train
People listen to me now
Harmony is the key my sisters and brothers
Oh yes it is I say
Harmony is the key my sisters and brothers
People can't
check the steelo, check the crew members
Brothers like Ambush and C.0
Filthy rich down to mansey savage
Dashown, Has Kaos who's the method to your madness
many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have
been a poor attempt to imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
My brother's lives were different for they heard another
a bitch or a ho)
Instinct leads me to another flow
Everytime I hear a brother call a girl a bitch or a ho
Trying to make a sister feel low
You know all
unite
With our brothers and our sisters
From many far off lands
There is power in a Union
I long for the morning that they realize
Brutality
Oh aye you're a good lad
Here is a pound note
The stupid bitch
They were made for each other
You should have met his brother
His mother was
Buenas Tardes Amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
You killed my brother last winter
You
make u clean
Marvin Gaye, there's no brother, brother
Woody Guthrie's land can't feed Mother
Mothers weep, children sleep
So much violence ends in
other brother's rep
Some niggas pull tecks catch others for checks
All for respect, all for the bread
For the chance of success they might hand him his
We were walkin' down the road at night
And all the brothers and sisters they were goin' nowhere
Peace and love were not around
Trouble and strife
revolutionary
And I don't want my people to be tricked my mercenaries
Brother you're right, you're right, you're right, you're right, you're so right
We
a hole card
Ie skin is this:
Fuck up what you can in the name of
Piggy Wallace, Dickless Nixon
And Spiro Agnew
Leave brother Cleaver and Brother
Malcolm
And her mother told her
Baby, it's alright, all right, all right now
Oh Mary, watch out Mary, Mary Lou
Oh Mary, Mary, Mary Lou
Her brother's in the library
I don't need the pills you take
Just to feel the spirit movin'
Brother, I ain't slept in days
All without the drugs you're usin'
Fit me for
need the pills you take
Just to feel the spirit movin'
Brother, I ain't slept in days
All without the drugs you're usin'
Fit me for the builder's
nuff good
Tomorrow I'm gonna sign up to be a Big Brother
And then after that I'm gonna go to the nursing home
And help change bed pans (he sure is)
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