Lyrics:
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
place to bear her child,
Not a single room was in sight.
By and by they found a little nook,
In a stable all forlorn,
And in a manger cold and dark,
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
on the wall
That I think my daughter drew as a rainbow
You're standing in a pentacle
Being judged by lower level personnel
Garth Brooks said I have friends in
hopelessness is over
We'll soon be back on land
Wait! it walks upon the water
It calls us son and daughter
And takes us by the hand
Out upon the sea He leads us
Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have
I'm the reason things have names
I'm the reason seasons change
My gift came
Before any poet sang
We were laughing at the wolf
Our betterment ensured
yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain
She had two strapping daughters and a rather dull son
And a much duller husband who, at sixty-one
Elected to retire......and later on expire
Sing
likes to chase a cow,
But that's no reason why they cain't be friends.
Territory folks should stick together,
Territory folks should all be pals.
Cowboys
And sing, O daughter of Zion
Cry out, O child of mine
And dance with all the strength that you can find
For you are finally home
Sing, O son of Zion
Shout, O
a cow
But that's no reason why they can't be friends
Territory folks should stick together
Territory folks should all be pals
Cowboys dance with
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
Who the Son sets free
Who the Son set free
Who the Son sets free
Pastor comes with the word
Cast all your cares on Him
For He cares for you
The reason
Mothers, daughters, fathers, sons
It's about to be a joyous one
It's Christmas Day, yeah
(And I'm so excited)
I'm so excited to open gifts
(To open all
Man, if I could sing, I'd keep singin' this song to my daughter
If I could hit the notes, I'd blow somethin' as long as my father
To show her how I
wonderin how did I die?
Never understandin the reason why
Estos ciclos son interminables
A no ser que cambiemos los canales
El amor rehace la Historia
La
order to raise the Sun's sons
And confess what we've done
Into a race raised by a K Dot thought
Put me on the spot con mi espalda atras
When I heard true
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted
Charger (doot, doot, doot, doot)
Your favorite rappers is my sons, I'm you niggas' fathers
I'm the reason all them niggas tryna spit it harder (hah)
You
glory resound
Oh ah oh
Oh ah oh
Oh ah oh
The reason we breathe (oh ah oh) is to sing of his glory
And for all he has done (oh ah oh) praise the father
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
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