a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de ulysses - cj anfernee

[verse 1]:
dear little miss ungrateful
so much idle chatter make the tongue fatal
tell the world that i had you living through it
missing a few meals had you starving for attention, so now you biting bullets
poor little miss ungrateful
since we airing out, then let’s talk about your hateful
ways, how i spend so many days being treated like a vagrant
lock me out your house, toss my clothes to the pavement
neighbors calling the owner to make the house vacant
embarrass me in public, all just to make a statement
i have a mother’s right to question your portrayal when a gangsta in your house rolling joints at my table
sold your morals for money, for diamonds and pearls
and that’s the example you set for your little girls
what’s your love to a child that makes you ashamed?
i’m regretting the day that i gave you my name
[hook]:
yahweh, our father
holy be thy name
breaking every chain
you are greater than this pain that i’ve been through
(my soul) i give to you
(take control)

[verse 2]:
i mourn for my little rose
i pray you don’t hold against him the path that he-chose
unstable living is enough to bring you to your lows
you judging my baby, he was a sheep in wolves’ clothes
all he did was try to alleviate my pain and suffering
from my heart, he was carved
same way i was hustling so that they didn’t starve
godd-mn this evil world for taking away my heart
still see his body curled
on the same street where i pictured myself begging
all of our sweet memories, i cherished every second
nothing that he gave was too little
but not enough to one day pay for an untimely funeral
shouldn’t bury my son, my son should’ve buried me
now he’s in your house, far from this ghetto sesame
now i’m all alone in a house full of hatred
gone too soon, a beautiful life wasted
[hook]

[bridge]:
chaplet of st. anthony of padua
in the name of the father, and of the son, and of the holy spirit
amen
most gracious st. anthony, keep me from sin, and enable me to persevere in good
amen

[verse 3]:
el shaddai, i call upon your name
cuz all upon my name is just blame after blame
i really don’t know how much my cup can allow
with all the “tea” pouring from this “holier than thou”
i lost one son, now it seems i lost another
apparently i was parenting backwards as a mother
the second child i raised to call me “abuser”
you mad about your life as a beggar fighting to be a chooser
i’ll be d-mned if i never tried my best with these children
to keep a roof over their heads and a bed to sleep in
to pay for the education needed to build their brains
and skin tough enough to endure the pains
my fault for having the kind of life that made you suicidal
it’s fine if you never thought of me as your idol
“best parent alive”, i hope you live up to the title
jehovah, yahweh, el shaddai. behold your meek disciple
[hook]

[outro – joyce meyer]:
we speak the name of jesus over every family unit that is represented here, and over all the children and grandchildren that are represented here
and we pray for our kids today
we pray for the kids in our nation
we pray for the youth of the world, because they have challenges today that we didn’t have 20 and 30 and 40 years ago
and god, i pray that you would raise up and birth spiritual heroes for them
people they can look up to, that have integrity, that are living right lives and say, “i want to be like that.”
god, help each of us as parents to be those heroes
forgive us for any mistakes that we’ve made in raising our children
we know that we are imperfect, and we come into parenthood with our own set of dysfunctions and it takes us time to heal
and in the process we don’t do everything just right
but we thank you that you can overcome all of that
and anybody who makes a right choice can have the right life
so i pray for these kids
i pray for sick kids to be healed
i pray for lost children to be saved
i pray for confused children to have peace of mind
i pray that they would find their place in life and their place in society and not wander and waste the years of their life
i pray for those children that are broken and have no confidence and are insecure and don’t like who they are, and it’s
crippling the future that you have for them…

- cj anfernee

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS