Lyrics:
tryna make a dollar for son and daughter
Where them times are even harder without a father
Want a job but never bother
All about them commas, bigger
up
And mama tryna make a dollar for son and daughter
Where them times are even harder without a father
Want a job but never bother
All about them
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
homework better be finished, I beat yo' ass
Yo' teachers better not be bitchin' 'bout you in class
That pizza better not be wasted, you eat it all
That TV
homework better be finished, I beat yo' ass
Yo' teachers better not be bitchin' 'bout you in class
That pizza better not be wasted, you eat it all
That TV
Kriss Kross
Boss like Rick Ross
No coverage like flip flops
You can get lost
Want my baby boy when I have a son
Me To be the one
He look up to
Cuz all
and Queens Nations
We live by Faith and not by sight
We clap and sing for Jesus reigns
We are champions for the kingdom
We're sons and daughters of Zion
We're
at the son
And fuck white supremacy and all of the business
That been supportive of it since it begun
Gotta cancel our orders, do that for our daughters
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
tell me to come
'Cause she didn't have a daughter
'Cause she did have a son
She said the lift doesn't run
Run up the stairs and come
And if you
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
ex-con
Yea check em out
Watch you got, you got a daughter, son, what you got?
Ha ha yea, you know what
That's the good weed,
You know what, I have
Convicted ex-con
Yea check em out
Watch you got, you got a daughter, son, what you got?
Ha ha yea, you know what
That's the good weed,
You know what, I
ex-con
Yea check em out
Watch you got, you got a daughter, son, what you got?
Ha ha yea, you know what
That's the good weed,
You know what, I have
Walking this path I swear to God right there was very scary
Had to trust in you, and a son that came from Virgin Mary
If I could... Turn the hands of time
of beans
Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at?
You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at?
Actin' like you
mama's world
She deserves respect
That's what she'll get
Ain't it, son?
Hey, y'all, run along and have some fun
I'll see you when you get back
Bet I'll be
So God bless all the sons and daughters who knew their history
So they knew where to take it farther
And all the ones that stuck with me like good
Daughters and sons covered in the Blood of Jesus....
When it's all said and done, they'll believe us....
Had to keep the faith, you see the focus in
make corruption when Babylon ah done
Go clean up yuh faults and come
Be not hypocrite amongst yuhself, all black daughters and sons
Go clean up unu
and rejoice
For the love that He has given us all
Children of God, by the blood of His Son
We have been redeemed and we can be called
Children of God
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
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