Lyrics:
cliqued by myself
Couldn't belittle myself, couldn't be all weak as hell
I just be weary of self, I had to fend for myself
Had to get low like the jail
and feel remorse for nada
The momma divorced the father, the children are droppin blotter
The rich get richer, poverty's hot under the collar
Takin'
I slang off white no Virgils
I want them millions
I want to make a life for my children
You see cause I do right by my children
I hold my glock for my
it's strange (C'mon)
If anybody's listening this is my cry for help
They're slaughtering our children in this race for power and wealth
Why I scream
Bells are ringin', children singin'
All is merry and bright
Hang your stockings and say your prayers
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight!
Here comes
Bells are ringin', children singin'
All is merry and bright
Hang your stockings and say your prayers
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight!
Here comes
Bells are ringin', children singin'
All is merry and bright
Hang your stockings and say your prayers
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight!
Here comes
the end, we the only ones there for us
Who gonna listen if somebody say a prayer for us?
Pac made it plain, and I want for you to know
Just cuz you in
Bells are ringin', children singin'
All is merry and bright
Hang your stockings and say your prayers
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight!
Here comes
did, write our own history.
We will kidnap your children and cut off their hair.
Silence their language and outlaw their prayers.
Beat them blind
here I am today and I’m broken hearted
A chuisle grá mo chroi
Won't you buy a box for me
And have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
Sure I'll sell them
and Them
And I still
Hang 10 On the track home boi
Trade mistakes
For Estates in Trust to my children
That's a threat to racist faces
When I come in
the children of the earth?
Oh how they gather by the hearth
I'll trick or treat in wet socks. Nuke some day old Sonic tots
Now wear some gum in my hair without
to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore
Kicks is a hundred or more
A man in front of the store, begging for money and mercy
I told him say a prayer
spun, let's have fun
I like to have fun by the ton
Roads, places, avenues, streets
I'll walk a mile for a funky beat
I put these words in a special order
Afrika Lyrics
Verse 1:
I said I do this for my first born
And for the homeless children
out there tryna stay warm
The ghettos hard porn
are ringing
Children singing
All is merry and Bright
So lay your offerings
And say your prayers
Cause Santa Claus comes tonight
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
All through His love (Love)
Now I look and talk like my Father from above
I was destined for below (Yup)
Until my Jesus showed (Yup)
Up (Yup)
They have come to haunt the children
They have come to walk the wind
I can hear them as they rustle through the trees
Looking for the love that
Brenda the oldest by herself for a little while
That's 'til Joanne showed up she was the middle child
Then came Loretta next she was a little wild
happen for years
Waiting for salvation
Possessed by domination
Martyred by religion
Cursed children of creation
Can now feel the pain
Her life is
[Intro: RZA]
Yo, the great Digi
"What are you looking for?"
The World's greatest mind
Bob Digital
"Man with no mother"
[RZA]
Yo, try to cross
was kneeling by his bed
In a manner poised and grand
I listened as he said his prayers
His voice came soft and low
He said, "God tell Saint Nicholas
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