Lyrics:
Born to Cuban descendants
Young, Black, cool, independent
And everybody likes to call
Her Harlem's Rose
I fell in love from the first glance
She was
salute with your gun
Terror Squad leader, come down
When I was young I blazed the corner with a vengeance
Crack king descendant, 14 years old facin'
lives are at stake
Yours and mine of our descendants in time
There's so much to gain and so much to lose
Everyone of us has to choose
lives are at stake
Yours and mine of our descendants in time
There's so much to gain and so much to lose
Everyone of us has to choose
all the registered historical facts
I was shocked into shame to discover
I am this 18th pale descendant
Of some old queen or another
Oh, has
to discover
How I'm the 18th pale descendant
Of some old queen or other
Oh, has the world changed, or have I changed?
Oh, has the world changed, or have I
How I'm the eighteenth pale descendant
Of some old queen or other
Oh, has the world changed, or have I changed?
Oh has the world changed,
Seront hantées
Pour l'éternité
A jamais damnés
Leurs descendants
Ne dormiront
Jamais en paix
Zugarramurdi
Akelarre!
Donne-moi ton ame
Donne-moi ta vie
descendant of the loud hip-hop
I go on to the break of dawn
And just don't stop
Give me the green light, and the sign one way
Have you had your meth today?
Fuck out of my business
I did things that most
Men would ask forgiveness
Broke the code of commandments
From my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New
descendants
Youngin', I can see your draws, pull your pants up
Can't even call yourself a man until you man up
And if you call yourself a fan you need to stand
Here we come yo, here we come
I'm just a brotherman, descendant of the motherland
I fuck with blackberries and dimes and butter tens
Good on my
so real
More than words could say
And more than eyes could see you there
The ancient ways we turn
Descendants from the sky
De-act them where
lives are at stake
Yours and mine and our descendants in time.
There's so much to gain, so much to lose
Everyone of us has to choose.
Just give me
the week start on Monday
But the strong start on Sunday
Won't be in bondage to any man
John 8:33
We the descendants of Abraham
Ye should be made free
(I just have one question)
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most
Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
The commandments from my descendants
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most
Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
The commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New
demeaning
Oh Lord cast these demons
I descendant as a Shaman from a lead Shepard
Though the best lessons of life
Comes as bad lectures
Just find your length
verse thirteen
Abraham steps on the scene
Being a descendant of Shem which is a fact
Means, Abraham too was black
Abraham born in the city of a black man
to the plight we see
Still our descendants will inherit our mistakes of today
They'll suffer just the same as we and never wonder why
Toutes ces clichées ça nous rallie
Descendant de Soundjata ambiance saharienne
Joueur de cora tonton d'Africa demie finale 2004 on remet ça
Mali dé
tint, time is money
The mind is funny, how it's spent on getting it
It's sitting with descendants of Abraham
Who say the jam is "money, cash, hoes"
I went
tint, time is money
The mind is funny, how it's spent on gettin it
It's sittin wit descendants of Abraham
Who say the jam is "Money, Cash, Hoes"
I went
place,
Je peux pas comprende Ils ont risque tout ils avaient pour leurs descendants
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