killing eachother, the blood spill its a shame will it ever slow up alot of n-ggas getting older but they never grow up and do they son's like they fathers
mouth and dig they back out Black monk like Thesalonius, the government got a black phobia That's why they tap my black Nokia Black fathers, black mothers
my herbals We both agree on no more fighting, we'll just have a verbal The man'll treat you like a queen, I will never bird you Mother and father birthed
.A. L.A. big city of dreams but everything in L.A. aint always what it seems you might get fooled if you come from outta town 'cause we comin from Queens
of tha broken dreams Single mothas y'all my heroes, y'all my queens To get my moms out tha hood, that's my hope n dreams To raise my son to be a soldier
torture, sex of the 90's Mass murders and random violence, when the living become the dead Father killing mother, daughter, son suicide pact Butchers
am dividable by broken dreams Single moms you my heroes you my queens To get my mom out the hood that is my hopes and dreams to reach my son to be
of ard of tha broken dreams Single mothas y'all my heroes,yall my queens To get my moms out tha hood,thats my hope n dreams To raise my son to be a soldier
hate and swords attack In the edge of lake Father and son die for the crown King Arthur, The Britain cry Four fairy queens have taken your soul King
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
was Gatlinberg in mid July I was gettin' drunk but gettin' by Gettin' old and goin' from bad to worse When thru the door with an awful scream comes the ugliest queen
gun man holler Mack 11 guard your gorilla Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon MC's babble on and on I phenom Bomb like Ethiopians, not Italians Queen
Our tactics are vivid They take a lot out of me But that's what I signed up for son I believe in a world of endless possiblity The queen of slaves the
the Deuce reminds me that The Bible is divided into two parts The Old and the New Testaments When I look at the Trey, I think of the Father, the Son
border town you'll wave goodbye to your father's son And on this night in a drunken brawl you'll say hello to your poor child's father who's 21 at midnight
Prince with his silver spoon, His life unfolds and will change soon. His father, the King, is not ever around, Never deigning to walk on his own son
newborn Prince with his silver spoon, His life unfolds and will change soon. His father, the King, is not ever around, Never deigning to walk on his own son
name of the father the son the holy spirit Amen I dios meo Send me a girl to love A girl to fuck A girl who love me for me Juan valdez A latin queen where