When I was young my father would say Time bends it's back for no one my son And bright skies they only fool a man who are blind So look through the smile
will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not. Son How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again. It's always been the same, same
can't Just think it's that same little boy that used to break rules Spill Kool-aid on the floor You was my father and my mother, the mother of my father
father in me A little more of my father in me I hope everyday I see in me In me, in me I hope everyday I see A little more of my father in me
was to genetically duplicate the DNA structure of Asparagus So that all Asparagus would grow to the same girth and length Giving Asparagus a much more
able to spend enuff to protect the rich Think poverty a poor people problem? Think again how much people problem How can I be good? When it is so much
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 bow my knee And I
it Ten minutes later standin' up in the principles office Getting handed the phone clammed up 'Cause his father was talking And he was pissed he wasn't listening to his son
't they steady Why wasn't they able to control this? I know some fok' that live by the levee that keep on tellin me they heard explosions Same shit
was DMX Then he switched to 'Pac now he's tryna be him next So which one are you? X, Luther, Pac or Michael Juss keep singin' the same song, recycled We'd all much
DMX Then he switched to 'Pac now he's tryna be him next So which one are you? X, Luther, Pac or Michael Juss keep singin' the same song, recycled We'd all much
I forget my love annachie Down came her father, standing on the floor Saying jeanie you're trying the tricks of a whore You care nothing for a man who cares so very much
Yo, son it's real, you know what I'm saying? A man is often condemned or exalted by his words, you know? That's why we feelin' my niggas going through
and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The Son
comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father a blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born the Son
I'm staring at your picture dad Pulling up the past Trying to learn about this father that I never had So young, so wrong, and ye gone Its only, me
fist in opposition to fair play must be in your submission to rage you became a victim the same way the system done gave way inflicting the same pain
? How true, the future is here and how My father gave me a small stone That he received from his father, this stone Was brought from earth by our early