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will hear music 
In the streets where we gather 
And the sound of our sorrows 
Will be traded for laughter 
And our sons and our daughters 
Will not bear

now we look back and know you did more than enough
And we your sons and daughters will praise your grey hairs
Cause it show us how much you loved us

mad and try to take your whole life/
along with your daughter, your son and your own wife/

Chorus:2X
Every action we take determines our lives/
Every

twenty
I know that I still feel like I'm
Young
Young

You want to live by the water
I, a son, and you, a daughter
Of old
Of old

You want to live by

If God isn't it, than who is?
Is your pride in the way?
Please just listen, you're not in trouble
He is here, calls you son and daughter, aye
I just

Whitehouse Ragnarok
The end of time
It has come
For the oppressive ones
And it is led
By poor man's
Daughters and their sons
The end of time
It has come
For

Your sons and daughters, made in Your image
O by Your Spirit, Your light shines brighter
Into my heart, as I lift up my eyes

These eyes You gave me
Were

used to love ya like no other, hoped that you would be the mother of my daughter, my son, yeah
I would pull up on ya any hour whenever you needed my

your daughter's new name
I can't help but cry as I look in your son's eyes
Did we leave you a good place to play
Will a world of goodness move through

a grown man scream 
Too much smoking green 
Deterred me from my dreams 
Macking on a cutie
Trying to boost my self-esteem
I evaluate my self-worth
By

guarantee we get em spinned
Treat my daughters like queens and my son gone be a prince
I'm in a foreign counting bands behind the tint
And ain't nobody

and daughter's hopes
To live and grow beyond the problems created
By the generations before them
Don't ignore them when asking "Can we live?"

Golden silhouettes

stabbed in the back by fake friends
Shit, before i ever thought about making the bread
Before i ever thought about taking the meds
Before I felt like I was

sons and your daughters 
The blind will lead the blind to the slaughter

All shall soon witness the long awaited end of times
As they force our nations

me my d*** hard
Video song record
That's my dog
Happy my son by this f****** girl
My son thoas feel on top of the world
Rasheed west singing to them

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

surmised

But when it speaks the voice is easy like your daughter's singing sounds so sweetly
Somehow rolling off his ugly lips
"Son of summer, soothe your

got a hold on me
You're holding me now
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
I'm going head first
Sold out
To the one who took our shame and called us
Sons and daughters
Oh

know of in the south
The tide has turned slowly to the west
In their eyes we’re pigs for the slaughter
They’ll take your first sons and all ya precious

meaning was the last goodbye to me
You have been loved by your sons and daughters and grandchildren
Because you were kind to anyone
Your no need to knocking

gone 
Who will teach our daughters to sing 
To sing the wedding songs

When our fathers they are gone 
Who will teach our sons to hunt 
To noble

life
Embracing my son and daughter the good life
Getting some things in order the good life
And I gotta good wife... that's a good life

Yeah, And you

side rejoicing with the sheep
Some want to wait until them old and gray
But the King come soon
As soon as today
Me seh rise up all meh son and daughters

where they poison the water that sickness will live on in those people's son's and their daughter's
Black Kids don't get to be kids
Leave them toy guns in