Lyrics:
The Children of Mine
By Bob Orwig
Everything I do, I do just for you
It doesn't seem like there's one moment
Not devoted to
Seeing that you're
Super super long Thanksgiving prayer
On this Thanksgiving
I'm so thankful for family
My blood family, my fans and our haters
We love you too
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
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still believing
All their pity and pain
In that season of grieving
Call in vain, all in vain
Just for one helping hand
For no one heard their prayers
In
praying for me
Oh I s'till hear mama praying
Oh I s'till hear mama praying
And the prayers that she prayed
They're s'till keeping me day by day
Oh I s'till
Yeah, that's right, this cut goes out to all y'all
That's been missin' us for mad years
One love, y'all
Yeah, that's right, He's Got Game
PE 1998
Yeah, that's right, this cut goes out to all y'all
That's been missin' us for mad years
One love, y'all
Yeah, that's right, He's Got Game
PE 1998
for
Shattered by the impact of falling garage doors
Jump the boards like parkour, what's the raw score?
I don't know I paused the game to rock
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
I'm saying a prayer.
For us all to live.
And deny us the darkness.
"Hay! yaw dig?"
We should love each other.
Not deny us peace.
Our governments
that the Lord's coming
A cry of desperation
A prayer for my bredrin
For man and women
My women and children
Yeah yeah
Black kings, black Leaders, black
I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges
It's like they're all targets, pray for them
Pray for everybody
Live
TV’s
And the preacher man says
Blessed are the idle
Blessed are the repressed
Damned are their children
Crushed by their own stress
Blessed are the well
Benediction – Paula Boggs Band
Words & Music By Paula Boggs ©2016
VERSE ONE
Need to light a candle.
Need to bow my head.
Toll a bell for
who knows, the best can happen.
A bad woman by u side, will fkx up u pocket.
Life is like a rat race, we do it for a hobby
D aim a just fi make
a second, to say a single prayer
For the ones in danger, for a complete stranger
For our desperate neighbor, for the missing never found
For the unseen
Addiction almost had me
By Gods good grace I'm here
By Gods good Grace I'm here
Say a prayer for all the children
Those at home and in the streets
They are
For I have seen the suffering
And with this prayer I'm hoping
That we can be unbroken
It's eighteen months now I've been back now
With this medal
humble plea
For I have seen the suffering
And with this prayer I'm hoping
That we can be unbroken
It's eighteen months now I've been stateside
With
appears to be a random drive-by shooting
"Meanwhile, Eminem is rumored to be"
"On and off again relationship with"
"This just in, a tour bus involving
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
children's lives to shit
But the kings desiring peace
Rid themselves of jewels and pearls
Into the fires of
Orpheus in the Underworld
There was
da da da da da
Laha da da da da
As if a cold and frozen soul is warm to love
By loves own hand
So goes the prayer if for a day peace on earth
And good
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