Lyrics:
hide your wives and daughters, hide your sons as well
with the great nations of europe you never can tell
where you and i are standing at the end
the way to raise your daughters or to raise your sons
Oh where are the heroes of yesterday?
If Marcus Garvey was in town
When all these are going down
I'm
talk it up, move over
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
A mother, a father, a brother, a sister, a lover, a son, a daughter
Shall not, shall not fade
Shall not fade
Your ancestors salute you
And the gods
polite
He call me boy
I keep it G
I be dicking his daughter
He turn the TV up
Every time I start to go harder
Not offended by insults
Don't give a fuck
maybe it was meant to be/
Cause now I got a daughter
And a beautiful wife next to me/
This love I feel is too real to be a mistake/
I Had to lose it all
somebody killed my son
That mean somebody gettin' killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty
And passion of all the memories collected
Moments you could
bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
The whole world we livin' in
Everything that's livin' in it
Trees down
be sent by order of His Worship
To the penal jail of Mountjoy
To the jail of Mountjoy!/Jail him and joy.
He was fafafather of all schemes for
Shut my mouth just to pay the rent
Did no good so I'm back to vent
Addressing this centre elephant
Nah son it's too late to repent
Blame it all on Mr
Shut my mouth just to pay the rent
Did no good so I'm back to vent
Addressing this centre elephant
Nah son it's too late to repent
Blame it all on Mr
really the definition of success
Or a test to assess the powerless
Versus the ones who got remote control
Over channels all across the globe
Shang Thangs
That’s on my son, That’s on my daughter,
That’s on my daughter,
Uhn, it’s gon be a homicide in the city,
Yeah I got killaz dey ridin wit me,
Homicide in
hear this chapter, ya son grew up he got a daughter now, them niggas tried to kill him he known to ball so he gone rebound, I wish that time could be
Oh, I didn't have a reason, wish that I could take it back
But as the years went by
He was always by my side
To wipe all of the tears I cried
Now
bitch ass provoking all de stress
YA'OH still watching over
Even though sometimes
We don't feel blessed.
Nah man a nuh me
Mom
Say a prayer fah yuh son
"All I see is blood and murder, my mind state"
"Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate"
"All I see is blood and murder, my
mission
Merky ace said play your position
What did I do then moved all stealth-and
Tryna keep a CD up on a shelf-and
It's funny when your doing this all by
have sped by so fast
I wish it could last
For now we're standing in our local and we're all together
Holding hands with our sons & daughters
While we
I do this shit for my mother
I do this shit for my brother
I do this shit for my son and my daughter
I do this shit for they mother
I do this shit
completing ya order
Now they dnt even care
Hitting Ya son or your daughter
Boy What a horror
Guess they never knew
Cuz nobody taught Em
Run it up before i
on God's son's & daughter's
Warriors & Soliders
I'ma strive til it's over
Until my last breath
I'm honest , I'm modest
I cant do dis by myself
I need God, my
to say
I can tell you everyone should kill their sons, lock up their daughters
Kill their sons, lock up their daughters
Everyone that you meet they smile
a cousin named Ant
Dead, they say the young man only died by the head
The streets all we got it
Boys gon' be boys, me in ya hype
Teach your son to like guns
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