Lyrics:
regret that I made you at all
The sons of God my descendants
The bloodline of the Nephilim will fall
It's the end of your line
It falls by my hands
It's
I'm bothered
Ia m bothered by boys who say they have fathers,
These fathers live in the same home and these fathers don't bother
To check on these
take it
Grab a player hater by the neck
Choke him out and try to break it
Give me your money
Drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you
a mule
to put my kids through school
Live by my number one rule, got to support my crew
I’ve got nothin’ to lose, divin’ head first in the pool
I’ll be
you do it for
It ain't just yourself, it's someone else
It's your son, your daughter, your niece and nephew
And anybody else who needs some refuge
a son
And she thinking bout the kids
Her daughter was 2 then
She was tryna be a student
And thinking bout moving
Now it's over cause she's old enough
at these kids, all smiles, it's so pure
It's your son or daughter's first time in the sun or the water
Or at the zoo with a sea otter, playing peekaboo
daughter and niece and you look at your phone
It’s another tragedy black man was killed by police and the judge ain’t even do nun about it
I’m in the studio
shot
I'm back from Vegas and I wasn't shot
Saved by the skin of my teeth
I'm here to tell you something son
"God bless the people!"
Who we lost
"God
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
tongue my daughter dear
What need for a' this sorrow
I'll wed ye tae a far better man
Than the one who's slain on Yarrow
Oh Faether ye hae seven sons
Ye
impossible to live
Cause lack of innocence to give
Survive by a gun or succumb to one (Choose)
Mother's mourning their sons (Mikey G)
Battle of good and evil
Away by the waters so blue
The ladies were winding their way
While Pharaoh's little daughter went down to the water
To bathe in the cool of the day
ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father, motherfuck a copper
Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge, pussy poppin'
Tell the coppers, "Ha-ha-ha-ha"
u-Wise
They recognize I'm a pops now with a gorgeous wife
I know my son is gon' shine, I bet that on my daughter's life
I bought cars from songs I wrote
of students
For disturbing the peace
Including his own son
His daughter and his niece
And the rebel
Someone called the governor
To see what he could do
settle down
The years went by
We watched our people die
We laid them in the ground
I watched my sons grow tall and strong
But one by one they fell
My
get me love Anachie
And you that are my parents to church you may me bring
But unto Lord Sultan I'll never bear a son
To a son or a daughter I'll never
Bombers got sisters brothers daddies and lonely mommas
Cryin, "oh my son, oh lord help my daughter
Calm the ragin seas, please fill the waters"
Readin
of the dearly departed
Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara
His two year old daughter T'want to
And the baby's mamma Sandra
[He's a murderer! That animal
We want to just come in and make a telephone call
We want to call the doctor
They walked in and the daughter got on the phone
And the phone kept
to and your son is by your side
the printer loved you dearly
as he sang so sweet and clearly
in the churches of the prairie where we sleep, father sleep
Sleep,
inspired by that feelin' that I provided (talk to 'em)
Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (uh-huh)
Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers
but women get lonely sometimes, now she has the house
His son in college had dropped out,
To expand his mind.
And Sarah, his daughter had not spoken
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