sound Ole, Oleanna Ole, Oleanna Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna My plane had all its motors gone The wings would never keep me up I heard a voice that
Woody Guthrie Chorus: This land is your land. This land is my land from California to the New York island, From the red wood forest to the Gulf stream
all around the long island sound your scratchy voice is dragging me down don't you know it makes no difference to me pack it up break it down it's all
Peace at the break of dawn, mist on the shore, Time is healing everything, time is standing still, A voice that is singing in my head, With the breeze
corridors The child comes running to his mother's arms And all the things I hold so dear to me I love my wife, I love my family We ask, is this some
Come to another level 7 Profitz Gonna bring it to you Bring it to you I'm checking on my mic But I just don't hear my voice tonight It's gonna be a long
This land is your land and it's my land from California to New York Island From redwood forrest to the gulf stream water I said this land belongs to you
? My mother and her mother fight about the war Oh my, I feel a hand on my heart Reaching over so many years to me Oh my, I hear a voice in my head Singing
help now Ain?t slept in years, so I see a meltdown Either that or a permanent breakdown 'Cause my height man, ain?t learning the breakdown I?m on tone now, my voice
dweller Sell the garden out, House Gang chain Cuban Link blink, lose shoes, you can never wear Stare hard, God rise above, love hate, make your choice Voice
Welcome to the island of the honest man This is the island of the honest man Welcome to the island of the honest man This is the island of the honest
see your fuckin legs with the bullets holes and the exit wounds layin' next to you. fuckin' mad dog, foamin' out the mouth fuck mouth, my whole house
whistle sound) Now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah) [ghostface] Tune my voice out, tune my mic out Tune my voice out, tune my mic out Yo, this is how
My girl aint around let's get down And I hope the phone's tapped let's pretend you on my lap [Amil] I'm bouncin up and down with my shoulders back
Chorus x3 Evertime I see you slippin' I go and reach for my mac 10 Victims of my devils playground (Koopsta Knicca) Damn I'm about to bust a cap
friendlily, as I was like a man seized in pitch black. My soul had gone, my body trembled. My heart was no longer in my body. "Light in extension! No-
it rain) You know how to -- you know how to love me *laughter* Makes me feel so good -- Flex my voices right, it's on knowhatI'msayin? Verse Two: Raekwon
to me For whom my soul did pine A green island in sea A fountain and a shrine A dream to bright to last But to be overcast A voice from future cries My