Lyrics:
need your gold to feed him
Daughter, dear daughter, I've done you no wrong
I married you to a great lord's son
Find a new man for when I'm dead and gone
If I had a daughter I'd tell her
If I had a son I'd tell em
The fight of your life is over one thing only and that's how you see yourself young fella
Said long suffering Jesus
You must love to hear your sons and daughters' moan
Been running through the labyrinth without the twine
I've been
You my brother like my mother's son
Uh you my sister like my father's daughter
Whether African or African American
Of course we got the same struggles
most, but not for me
I'll count minutes of sweet promenade as a victory
And it's time to sing in tomorrow
To dance with your daughters and sons
Oh,
Hoping we'll be more like Jesus with His kindness
We are son's and daughter's so let's live righteous
Calm fair good care
Beautiful and honored
Heavenly
like my mother's son
Uh you my sister like my father's daughter
Whether African or African American
Of course we got the same
Struggles
The same color
make it
I, I gotta make it
I I gotta make it
Cuz my daughter need food
Son needs shoes
Failure not a option baby i aint bout to lose
I gotta make it
I
Oh Lord please take this guilt away
Tell my son and daughter
Haven't heard me pray like this in years
I'm treading water
Refrigerator hums a tune
stretch out your hand
Shut his mouth and put death to death
The LORD is a man of war
The LORD is His name
He fights for His sons and His daughters
With
gratefully
In their proud merchant schooners and ships of the like
And they sail these waters for sons and daughters
They give us our pride and our strong
a new Alphabet
How 'bout a son?
How 'bout a daughter?
To save these lambs from the slaughter.
I'll be the mother
You'll be the Father
We'll save these
lotus lotus
Thru the dirt and mud still shine in the murky water
Lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus
Ill survive anything for my son and daughter
I'll be up all night
Still cleanin' this gun
Son, now y'all buckle up and have her back
By te... let's say about 9:30
Drive safe
Oh, I belong to you
You call orphans sons and daughters
Sinners to the Father
I belong to you
Oh, I belong to you
You're my Jesus, Living Water
Jesus,
never had me a son I got two daughters I gotta see it thru
I done dropped all this music I'm still independent I gotta see it thru
Whole lotta change in
My Mama told me head above the water.
You go and test your luck in death before dishonor.
I got to stay alive for my son and daughter.
The Devil is
Oh, I belong to you
You call orphans sons and daughters
Sinners to the Father
I belong to you
Oh, I belong to you
You're my Jesus, Living Water
Jesus,
You're the Perfect Father
I'm your son your daughter
It's your kindness that draws me near
I renounce all shame
All guilt and hate
I forgive myself
gonna be
Breakin' that door down soon
So gather your horses
Your daughters and your sons
Ridin' to the desert
Let's run
Gather your horses
Your daughters
of those from David's line
The melancholy chords come not by accident
But by the muses in my veins
The muses in my pains
The answer is art
The answer is art
sons and daughters
Another failed attack, there is no turning back
Blood, running down like water
'Cause people gotta wait
Until the judgment comes
this
Injustice still goes on, beyond Trayvon
Thank you NME Sun for this word to the young
You the future, save our daughters and sons
(Some of those
yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain
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