these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong I been in the hood, hood Been to the islands, been to the woods, woods Smoked by the lake, lake Seen niggaz
hands. Red Celtic knives, sharp as your touch. CHORUS: HUNTING EAGLE PROUDLY LAND ON THIS ISLAND THAT'S MY HEART. Twin Mirrors blue. Cold lakes consealing
Wilson Wilson Wilson Once upon a time there was a mountain that rose out of a vast green forest. and in the forest there were birds and lakes and rocks
Wilson Once upon a time there was a mountain that rose out of a vast green forest. And in the forest there were birds and lakes and rocks and trees
At the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains Deserted and dead it declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood
Where dips the rocky highland Of sleuth wood in the lake There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water rats There we've hid our
fruits are the corn Of the earth Mother earth holy blood of the dead Mother Earth I can hear you Sacrifice now united Rising levels of the tidal lakes
like R Crumb drew em. They grew em in the royal dirt of Suffolk County?s flooring with the blood of an alcoholic clergyman in his forearms. Long Island
roger thank you much Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched But see, the vitamin deficiency was strong So by the time they bumped into the island
From a dense forest of tall dark pine wood Mount Ida rises like an island Within a hidden cave, nymphs had kept a child Hermaphroditus, son of Gods, so
know what actually I think I pretty much hate all of Ontario Oh yah me 2] I hate Thunder Bay and Ottawa Kitchener, Windsor and Oshawa London sucks and the great lakes
In Toronto, Ontario "You know, actually I think I hate all of Ontario" I hate Thunder Bay and Ottawa Kitchener, Windsor, and Oshawa London sucks and the Great Lakes
We'll find a place to park That's kinda cool after dark We'll take a trip on up to the lake Down by the river where we can make out On the island wake
we go, just go with the flow Yo, I'd like to check this microphone before I start right quick Microphone check 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2 Big up all the Monsta Island
't sport 'em Young murderers ride, I knew all 'em Jungle got shot, Will died, we was warring I wrote it in my album I was 18 when Lake seen the Island
exorcist My chainsaw mouth split tracks for the fuck of it Travel wit the rich, politic Put your money on my dick Baby, Wu-Tang is Navy Park Hill, Staten Island
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hundred years ago Frater Ave atque Vale as we wandered to and fro Gazing at the Lydian laughter of the garda Lake below Sweet Catullus' all-but-island