Lyrics:
you try, to be like none of them Housewives
Selling us fools' gold
Tell a son to slang dope and daughter twerk when they get old
Damn shame, how we
don't get my love Annachie
And you who 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
don't get my love Annachie
And you who 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
everything is gushin'
A little bit of water, it's what the sons and daughters
When they come to Brazil, it's all in order
Gotta go down, gotta hold down
make sure all of them they fed
By any means
Can't be no excuses, my children can't eat no excuses
My daughter can't sleep in excuses
My son needs
By the arms of the father
I am surrounded
By songs of deliverance
We've been liberated
From our bondage
We're the sons and the daughters
Let us
like No order
The life span of black man is getting shorter
Niggaz keep having kids abandon they daughters
Sons growing up with no father
The shit is
daughters and sons of what is, we have come
We continue..
[Professor X]
Tamu(?), Allegba(?), Osiris, Isis, Abraham, Solomon, Mohammad, Jesus
Vanglorious!
nap-sack
Watch'n my people rise and fall, like the Nasdaq
We got some real wars, and they right here at home son
War 1, our young ones, run'n the block wit
with Master
Sword on slash
The power to make paths
Sons and daughters
We handling NASDAQ
Lights camera action
Black is in fashion
SWITCH
Lemme get my 2
Because you're worthy
He died so we could live
You chose us
Made us holy and blameless
You called us
Made us sons and daughters
You forgave us
Through
I'm so happy for her, we used to fight like cats and dogs
But she ain't even mad that I left her daughter
she calls me her son, so that's my mama
collar
Fuck on yo milf and I ice out her daughter
Talk to me nice cuz yo money a toddler
Heat by my ice so I drip when I walk it
Meet with the bosses,
the fuck you bouta look me in my eyes
Tellin lies
Got the nerve to put that on ya daughter's life
Where the fuck they doin that
Let me know kuz I cant go
the place
Woah-o-oh-oh
Tell me why I don't get it
I stuck around by myself
Am I really being unfair, when I
Do everything all by myself
No no no no, no no no
your mouth when you cough, who farted?
all this fashion is making me sick,
my son is a star, my daughters a model,
drinking expensive bottles
don't break, I don't care about much
Just my daughter Marlene and my people bein free
See you gotta understand son, I don't have the answer
I just keep
care about much
Just my daughter marlene and my people bein free
See you gotta understand son, I don't have the answer
I just keep the faith, and I
care about much
Just my daughter marlene and my people bein free
See you gotta understand son, I don't have the answer
I just keep the faith, and I
fact, it probably puts a target on your back...
Holy Spirit
I need you by me (I need you close)
Holy Spirit
Promise you'll guide me (I'm pretty lost right
to water
Hard drive deleted
My drive went even harder
Set goals achieve em
Feed my sons and my daughter
My life for theirs At peace with being the Martyr
provided for
All glory to Almighty God just let me thank the Lord
Our son is growing strong our daughter's hair is long
When time was passing by we never
gone
Mother tryna make ends meet so she never home
Daughter all alone, getting raised by the TV
On the telephone, sent a text, come and see me
She got
Can't keep no secrets
For anyone
Not for myself
Or my disabled son
My father's ruthless
From my point of view
Not his fellow inmates
Even with his
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