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the heavens as a slaughter
Even after all our daughters and our sons
Have had their daughters and their sons
But i have to hold it in
Right between my eyes

we your children
Your sons and your daughters
We struggling trying to get it together
But some of us ain't gon' see tomorrow

shoot)
Wanna see my son
Daughter
Brother
Father
Mother
Sister
(Don't shoot)
Told me "stop resisting"

Executed on the street
By an institution
Disillusion

Kids, kids unborn yet
My sons and my daughters
Don't cry
Don't you cry
Your tears twist my face
Tear my soul, break my heart
Don't cry
Don't you cry

May our sons in youth, be firm in their roots
May our daughters be pillars, in the palace of truth
May our houses be homes, may our wells overflow

commerce and hoppers,
It's daughters and sons/it's quaters and tons,
They get in your hair/it's the fun of the fair,
Freight!/Folks!/Tares!/Fares!

May our sons in youth, be firm in their roots
May our daughters be pillars, in the palace of truth
May our houses be homes, may our wells overflow

Yeah we popping bottles son
But we ain't popping no Cris, we popping some wine baby
We make that ourselves son
We be doing it right
Aye yo tell 'em

how it tears you apart
To look on the altar, see sons and daughters
Falling away, forgetting your name
So, you'll move
Oh, you'll move

Firstborn from

Kids, kids unborn yet
My sons and my daughters
Don't cry
Don't you cry
Your tears twist my face
Tear my soul, break my heart
Don't cry
Don't you cry

the beginning
From the beginning
Love is all I bring
Inna Jah Jah Kingdom
Sons and daughters are royal
So be mindful of how you move
You’re not normal
Inna Jah

Lake Erie sitting pearing at the green water
Life still in hell, but oh well, save my son and daughters
Michael Jackson in my headphones
Albums in

Dear Heavenly Father
Prayin' for your sons and daughters
Cuz the world we live in cold
My pain run deep down to the bone
Pleading for a helping hand

survived through the night and we're okay
And we can only get stronger in more ways than one
My son is your son, your daughter is my daughter
Let em play,

hide
Nothing's left, not even pride

Father and son
Daughter's can't run

See me, feel me, need me and touch me, love me, hear me, see me
And let me out

the words reminded me how to feel
Green is the paper
Souls are what they steal
Sons and daughters toting
Son-and-daughter-killers
Ruskie fingers voting
For

on arrival
Fighting for survival
Who's brave enough to bring our sons and daughters home

Now in his homeland that he once knew
Don't move him like before

Gotta go harder
Gotta move smarter I got me a daughter, yeah
Son name Amari
That her lil brudda can't bench him he starting, yeah
Love em like crazy

and my Daughter
I'm just tippin for my son and Daughter

Him
For others, fathers, fathers
For others, fathers, fathers
Love their sons and daughters
For others, for other, for other
Loves His sons

daughters
Arm and ready up your sons
For the beast has come
The beast has come
And toss away your prayerbooks
Tend to your garden of fucks
The beast has come

Under the rain and under the sun
Me and you till thy kingdom come
We go get one daughter
We go get two sons
Under the rain and under the sun
I just want

through my head
And angels sing above my bed
No more guns
No more dead daughters and sons
No more guns
Let my friends be the last ones
No more guns
No more

Invest what you can in yourself and a wife
Remember that you only have one shot at life
Create a son and a daughter, plus one
And raise them right, then