Emɐnuǝl X - Wu-Tang is for the Children lyrics

I'll love you whether you make The right or wrong decision/ As long as you were ya own Man and chased ya own vision/ Respect them despite how Television show women/ Trust religion even if what's Out your window points to prison/ They'll hold you to the standard Of what your father did/ But don't be scared to make Mistakes, you're still your father's kid/ I'll love you no matter whoever You choose to love/ Trust you got me in ya corner Whenever push comes to shove/ Push a dub in times Of desperation/ Facin state pen Complications/ Learn to use your mind cuz They want our kind caged in/ The best I could do is Paint you an illustration/ To keep you off the streets And provide the motivation/ And if I fail and forever Work a nine to five/ I'll sacrifice my dream and pride If it means that I'll see you thrive/ From my heart, I'll take a Bullet for you quick/ Just prove to the world your Dad didn't birth another spic/ You'd be the first thing that I think of when I wake up/ From daddy's little girl To prom dresses and make-up/ From first days of school To broken hearts and break-ups/ Wishin you cut ya boyfriends cus To me none of them shape-up/ Enough to hold the heart Of a true Queen/ You're my diamond, deserving Of any and everything/ The shoulder you cry on Whenever ya tears pourin/ My n***a from day one We rocc' the same Jordan's/ Self-image distorting by Media's false standards/ But these hoes legs quick To spread like cancer/ Have self-respect attention Is not the answer/ I sacrificed too much to Let my daughter be a dancer/ f** what anybody says You could be the President/ Don't let male dominated worlds Insult your intelligence/ For your heart, I'll take A bullet to the core/ Just prove to the world your Dad didn't birth another who*e/ To the kids know The world's in your palms/ So embrace each others Differences with open arms/ Cus thats what my Generation failed to do/ And the only hope we Have let lives inside of you/ Inside the true n***as in Designer crews make minor moves/ Everybody raps but songs seem Slightly finger tuned/ When I die bury me inside A designa tomb/ And teach my kids the truth The moment they out the vagina womb/ Appreciate your girls Appreciate your sons/ Any man can be a dad but It takes a man to be one/ Women with mixed objectives Mixin it up with mixed drinks/ Thirsty for some dick Ignoring maternal instincts/ That's all I see in our Day and age/ We write history everyday Let the kids write a fresh page/ I pray no more children have To age with suppressed rage/ Make change or get robbed Out ya reality check wage/