Lyrics:
by God's design
But sin and shame
Have robbed our lives
Jesus makes peace
And restores our name
You are Sons
Know your Father again
We are all here by
We will fight when the night is done
We live our lives tonight as one
We live our lives tonight as one, one
I'm a bad mother-, shout your mouth
killing our own, that's why we gotta to stick together
I be damned if we don't fight, we've got to try this shit together
Dear Mr. President, you're
DVD's (ow)
The come-up was crazy
Don't get smacked tryna fuck with us
Fuck with me, baby (ayy)
It ain't easy, I'm goin' easy (oh, oh)
(Gangsta
and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won't hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let's get it together, come on, let's make it
Gotta
before
I don't know where to start, I guess we play our parts
It's my god given gift to profit off my darkest thoughts
Lord take me to a place where
young my eyes were wise, my father was good to me
Instead of having a flock of sons he had two other girls and me
And if we had used our Spanish names,
to feed thy soul and keep walking by faith
Dear Lord forgive us for our sins
I know that nobody is perfect father I'm seeking for wisdom
In this world
reciprocate it to my mom and father
I’m addicted to the color of green
Money, money, ain’t it lovely what them hunnids will do
Or green like envy that’s
Is this our trenches, or are those our graves?
Forgotten by fathers, by kings and by slaves
Our moment has come and war brings her pleasures
We're
to happen to us
The best wanksta, internet gangsta, magazine mobster
Shit on ya whole roster (uh)
Get ready to say hail mary's and our fathers
Get out ya
Better examples for our son
Why is there even a issue for me to
Have time with my son a
Son needs his father so
Many absentee fathers out here and here i
love our music slowed down by screw
[Lil' Flip]
Down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
Major labels don't even wanna call these boys
[Lil' Flip]
Flow like breeze
Point and kill
Watch my film on DVD
Better bring your pump action
Or forget it niggas no dey fear sanction
Never
Kim Jung Un in
carry on with our public spats and our feuds
Up back in the news, love taps when I dissed you
Like it was fun, actually used to run back to the booth
mommas
(Where's the love)
I think they all distracted by the drama and
Attracted to the trauma, mamma
(Where's the love)
I think they don't understand
in the age of the social
On our knees, take a test
To be lovin' and grateful
Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel
Jackie Burke
Bobbing and weaving an invisible line
So step for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel many a long, dim, silent street
Would you like
versus Jackie Burk
Bobbing and weaving, an invisible line
So step for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel many along dim silent street
Would you
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
Selfishness got us followin' our own direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds
I hold inside
Father Oh Father
I Fear I have sinned
Father Oh Father
You don't know where I've been
Please try to listen
Please don't condemn
Got
to happen to us
The best wanksta, internet gangsta, magazine mobster
Shit on ya whole roster (uh)
Get ready to say hail mary's and our fathers
Get out ya
We don't wanna hear
The real world passing by
Saying that we're crazy
We spend all our time lying side by side
Going nowhere, it's really
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