Lyrics:
daughters
Wanna be my own barber but too indecisive
Rejection is a way that life show enlightenment
Projections of my mind thinking highly of us
Protected by
the boy safe in his arms
He holds him close, he keeps him warm
‘My son, why hide your face in fear?’
‘Can’t you see the Erlking, father?
The Erlking with
my fine daughter
Show your legs to the country man
In the village of Kilgory
there’s a deep stream running by
found Mary there at midnight
she had
how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?
You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter
I grip her harder
Kiss her on the head
As I was sitting by the fire
Eating spuds and drinking porter
Suddenly a thought came into my mind
I'd like to marry old Reilly's daughter
of You Holy Spirit will you come now?
Holy Spirit would you fall down?
The souls of your people yearning for The One that is to come
Many are plagued by
can show the love you show Amari to your son or daughter
Don't feel a way if you feel like you're backed in a corner
Or if you feel like your past has
nigga raisin' your lil' man
Real shit, I know the feelin', ain't seen my son in a minute (nah)
BM don't answer for me, so fuck her, I'm in my feelings
your daughter
But you shine like a midnight sun
Your my clean version
I'm your daughter
But you shine like a Midnight sun
Don't settle for a prince
Get
in hell, his son is chained
Loki's just another saint!
He was blamed by Heimdall
When Ragnarök arrived
So raise your glass and have a toast
know you see my daughter growin' up and bad as ever
But she cool 'cause she do whatever daddy tell her
And your wife, she's still the most wonderful
dog, everything gon' be alright dog
Rabbit, nigga, its your son
I'm down in your hole and your down
You see Cita straight, mom straight
Your mom
there's a chance he'd be alive
But instead of feeding that pussy
Yours was getting fucked by a dude who was pushy
Based on true events
What to dark? Lets
yourself
All your whiskered friends their wings and life
Who knows what 'o' ever reason why
Daughter can you have sons for yourself
Daughter can you
a helping hand they want to see blood
And these days
I know that god be so mad
Daughters disrespect their mothers like sons do their dads and these days
I
a helping hand they want to see blood
And these days
I know that god be so mad
Daughters disrespect their mothers like sons do their dads and these days
I
fall far from the tree
That's why I have no son or daughter
Premonitions of a son that bothered
Coz old man was never here to see me grow
He just came
Lemme pattern someone's son
I don't play around
When I tap him then its done
Before you know it you're
Telling your boys you found the one
Bun them
While you
Tell me that you're mourning the death of your son
I can't
Take it when you tell me I can't get this done
But I
Tell you that I see this shit in
and said tell me son,
“What are your intentions, this daughter’s my only one”
And I said “hey, now...”
We’re still building
I’ll build you up
Brick by
bedfellow you would have been
And will you marry my daughter, Jane
By the truth of your right hand?
Oh, will you marry my daughter, Jane
I will make you
block's got em
I'm screaming like them two cops when 2Pac shot em
Holding 2 Glocks, hope your doors got new locks on em
My daughter's feet ain't got no
your privilege
We are the sons and the daughters
Of centuries of history that you buried
Under heavy mountains of greed
These aren't riots, the greater
To all my enemies I know you hear this
FUCK YOU! I hope your son's retarded and
Your daughter is buck tooth
Hope your Moms hit by a truck too
But I
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