Lyrics:
was mad at dad
And now I understand, that's just what life can do Memories in my head of me fighting you
I know I called you crazy, at times you fucking
mistake. I am exhausted. You know, it's great, my daughter, she's six now, she's an asshole and I had I had no idea.
I had to spend all winter break with
to brake* the news
Right down too her
Called her name
No response
Called again
No response
Thinking she's by a friend
Called her phone
To hear it ringing
a body of water
Thinking 'bout our sons and daughters
Drifting away fading to space gotta honor all of their legacies and their families
The strategy
me so dearly
That He has called me
From darkness
Into His glorious light
He has given me the tools
And armor to fight
With His Word
That cuts like
I need Your all, I need Your flame
Build that fire, give me the desire
To want to live higher
Praise your name just like the choir
What do I do now?
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
And it came to pass, the son of Man died because of scum
Died for our sins on the cross, nails inside right by his thumbs
Then rose after three, Psalm
home with too little pay
I loved a girl in Saginaw, Michigan
She was the daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me, "That son of a Saginaw
They called him a hero
In the land of the free
But he wouldn't shake my hand boy
He disappointed me
So I got my hand gun
And I blew him away
called me "son"
There's money in the hymnals if you steal 'em them every Sunday one by one
CHORUS
get to work
And make my life this medal
If God is like my blacksmith
Jesus throw me in the fire
Cause I'm higher than the heavens
On that day I won't tire
Man
Yeah, ya know, sometimes its kind of confusing to me,
All these people sitting on their high horses,
Looking down on us for smoking a plant
Venice, the something menace
Put me in the Guinness for raising hell up for all the sinners
High as tinters, violinists, I string them all along
Tied
To wash away sins from sons and daughters
If it feels good don't make it right
'Cause we're in the dark searching for a flashlight
(Free)
Feeling like
The more I find my voice the more they try to make it harder
Mom and dad don't forget, to warn your sons and daughters (it's all real)
About
that know him
That he going back to you
He sits by your side
Hes the truth hes the way
I believe in your son rest of my days
Teach me your ways lord
Let
and all I want
Is a castle, I also got a thirty-eight
Don't give me no hassle"
One kid heads straight for the top
And gets stopped and popped by
Daddy went off to war
Inside it's killing me
So many things
I wish he could've seen
Caught the game winning pass
Went on my first date
Called me
tryna go Higher
They think I'm really hot but on the Cool I'm on fire
But I really miss my daughter daddy Luv you Te'niaya
Ima keep this shit a bill while
removed from all those fires
As we raced each other home
And now we drink our coffee on the run
We climb that ladder rung by rung
We are the daughters
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
The games been called on a slight chance of rain
Bring the mascots in
You never loved me when I needed you
I took the stand in the courtroom with all
of Winsbury
I could bide no longer alone"
cnd the king has called his merry men all
By thirty and by three
"Oh Fetch me this Willie of Winsbury
For hanged he
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