sound Hitting you hard from every direction Your head and your shoulder, area your midsection dawg When the saint on the ground with his nine on line
far I've been traveling on a wing and a prayer By the skin of my teeth, by the breadth of a hair Traveling where the four winds blow With the sun on
dream It's life on a laser beam But I fiend for the future at my finger tips One of the minor technicalities of my head trips You Better Work The Barea
I gotta wind it When we leave the club I'm really gonna get behind it Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh Got my brand new garms on, dress to
time Sailing on seas once again Crossing my spirits of love Oceans on wings forever flyin' Even when you're gone, now you're gone I spread my seed through the naked wind
that sight The winged ones swept the land below With the thundering winds they destroy Those with the breath of fire and flame Burn the earth and all on
Escuchela.. respirando ?? [Common] Yo...on The Amen, Corner I stood lookin at my former hood Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good Threw dirt on
from {?} 'Bout to change the game, 'bout to fly the desert, eagle for y'all people like the wing's the clip, and the barrel's the beak My perilous fleece, I'ma throw on
see) [Killah Priest] The Lord takes me, gathering speeds before winds High currents, {?} places we formin wings Kings offering, thrones was there Man with the 7 crowns on
date of my arrival Doctors and preachers opening bibles Philosophers stood wondering The sky thundering Inhaling old widows wailing Windows open Wind blowing curtains across my head
choppin off the eagle wings Second excellence, no more, sex, lies, drugs and pestilence My evidence, my own testament, written on wood Twelve tribes layin at the head
the great unknown I can feel my heart beating faster As I step out on my own There's a new horizon And the promise of favorable wind I'm heading out
So put on your nikes and kick rocks, I got to have it 360 knowledge of self (I got to have it!) Records all over the shelf (I got to have it!) The wind underneath my wings
Your ashes spark the flashes, of the neon From beyond, what kind of planet could I be on? I don't know, but I'ma be on for eons, and eons While many
head, my head is on the chair I'm staring at my body, I look as if I'm weak So give me back my soul, my body you can keep Sitting on the lawn, it's
?s still so far to go What up dog I come floatin' in this bitch with some wings like a pegasus Got the shiny ?SV? on my chest, what up? Violent J the
Music, music, music The blowin' of the wind If you ever think about it you walk in the rhythm The flap of a bird's wings, calms the savage beast Your
brown Her body was made like a song to be played To the tune of a million a pound So was a wonder of a woman I reckon And she sure screwed her head on