Woorden:
Sons And Daughters Choked

burying my good name Keep burying my name Tight lips have cracked Mouthing behind their backs The forks down the throat of them all til we choked And

Watch how you move your tongue 'Cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass And smash and crash, protect my niggas for combat Leathaface at ya and

Niggaz know me homie the O.G. West Coast Don, I'll smash on anyone On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns I move the dubs and let D

sons and daughters shadow-sitting life in forgotten corners (and then) I fell hard over myself again I confess my love for everything I woke up and needed

I made your man choke up Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin fucked up Talkin about where they from and shit when dem sons ain't runnin shit and

world songs New world planes are the new world bombs New world's flying, the new world's dying The new world's crying and the new world's trying New world sons and new world daughters

me based off my clothes Keep in mind your sons and daughters are at my shows I have honor. Chorus: And what is life without honor in life it seems Living is all forsaken And

just so controversial Niggas know me homey, the o g West coast don i smash on anyone On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns I move the dubs and

as you And probably more confused So fucking far from perfect My mind wrecked from abuse There?s something fucking wrong When war takes sons and daughters