this what suits our weakened pride? How do I know cos you're my blood With the kinks and wires like me The same fearing frame We can run and hide See
Is this what suits our weakened pride? How do I know cos you're my blood With the kinks and wires like me The same fearing frame We can run and hide
I stood around to fight when it was better off to run A message to my daughter, daddy ain't make you But sometimes in life blood ain't thicker than water
same gangster pride that entered me These are the old-timers, they who taught us How to stand strong and pass it on to the sons and daughters With your flow, and
terrified of water And of all the sons and daughters No one dared to see On the banks of the coastline I tracked a bleeding loved one His blood was mingling And
share their blood Sailor sworn to secrecy Ride the waves and stem the flood The tides of endless enmity Power now is all the rage Sons and daughters
might see em round the city and won't even say wassup when n-ggas play tough, wont even smile in mirrors and we learn to f-ck hoes off trial and error
instead of lending a helping hand they want to see blood and these days i know that god be so mad daughters disrespect their mothers like sons do their dads and
[Ka] Thought life rest in a .45, aim for head, chest fortified Sons look for revenge, out of stress, daughters cry Got to do it here, can't afford to
money You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin And countin my blessings And pray for
took the dare and jumped in they made bad choices, SOme have seen and others heard that they seen along the bottom, Are all the bodies of the girls and boys preserved and
and lamenting And thinking of her own true love And as she slept she dreamt that she saw him A-lying in the countryside all covered with gore and blood
and he's running away That was their turn I believe in The same thing that makes the night become day Tide and the water, sons and the daughters Can
our home and our pride We've crossed too many borders Military suicide War killing sons and daughters Another failed attack, there is no turning back Blood
the final chapter The ancetral lineage built pyramids Americas first immigrant The Kings sons and daughters from Nile waters The first architect, the first philosophers, astronomers The first prophets and
keep track of it no more Sons becoming husbands to their mothers And old men turning young daughters into whores Stripes on your shoulders Stripes on your back and
Well sons and daughters Joy's in the air The horned one dies Renewal everywhere Turn the wheel again A new beginning Another end Dried out the land needs blood
CAN NEVER LEAVE - My hell-like chamber YOU NEVER WILL BREATHE - The outside air Bring in the kids Your boys and girls Your daughters and sons, it's
