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know? Is it your son or daughter?
Did you take any precaution?
You threw out the bath water.
Well, you been so busy lately.
Where’d you put the baby?

We could've had a son or a daughter by now how did we manage to fuck that up?
Cardigans, split ends, the dead skin our lips our history, slipped from

Faith inside the game of martyrs
And in flying saucers Saw the way the world was turning
Worried for our daughters And the sons of yesterday
Who may be

from the darkness into glorious light

There is nothing stronger
Than the wonder working power of the blood
The blood
That calls us sons and daughters
We

Under the Influence

D-Age

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy

Everything

Lil Wayne

Lights Out [Clean]

2000

here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus

Everything

Lil Wayne

The Red Room

2010

here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus

Deep in my heart, please, I'm crying for forgiveness
Allah U Akbar, I fall to my knees for forgiveness
Branded by the steel iron, bullets flying

glorify guns
& Gain respect by jumpin' on corners
& Dumping at you, cops just jump in action
Trigger happy but nobody's gun is smiling
When somebody's son

Said they killed his only son
Because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin', he was mobbin'
Way belligerent and drunk
Talkin' out his head
Philosophin'

daughters and sons
Laying there lifeless in their suits and gowns
Somebody's been keepin' secrets

In this quiet town, they know how to live
Good people

and my daughter gettin' chased by my son
The water gun is in his arms, that lil' nigga can run
He get it from his daddy side, you know, them Nigerians

from bodies with their bare branches they glow in the dark by the way.
Doctor i need your help
Now, why would you ask me?
It concerns your daughter.
Why

A mother's love, close enough to touch
A false front was all it was
A passion so fake, controlled by the play
On the darkest of days, the daughter

afflicting you with horrible torment

And were slaughtering your sons and letting your daughters live
And in it was a tremendous trial from your Lord

and mastery
The ultimate form of treason is the treacherous use of reason (the treacherous use)
Employed by the bastard sons of American fore-fathers who keep

I'm not a father|I'm a kill a mother fucker if they touch my son or my daughter|If I have a seed they supposed to bury me|Not me bury them but that's

The Trees Do Grow So High

David Pajo

Six

2004

He's young but he's daily growing
O daughter dearest daughter
I have done you no wrong
I wed you to none other
Than a wealthy man's son
And he will

her sister
Her baby daddy ain't 'bout shit, that nigga ain't 'bout shit
Spilt his daughter milk just to cop a new outfit
She pray to God every night

24 Hours to Live

DJ Lt. Dan/DMX

Fed Up and Movin On

2007

my son and my daughter

[1] - if you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would

restoring me, He's restoring me
Piece by piece, piece by piece

Master builder, your sons and daughters, call on you now, we need your power
Fears abounding,

I’m addicted to the bottom dollar
I just pray this bad habit doesn’t fall upon my daughter
I’m addicted to the bottom dollar
When I get the world,

to us
But if it can happen to the famous 
What makes you think you exempt
R.I.P to Kobe and his daughter
And to everyone on the plane
But your life's

the park, I might get hit by strays
Mom, you tell me to pray, to find heaven on earth
But only the rich are white, so what am I worth
Mama, I see you tryin,