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You end up sittin' in a second hand store 
On display in a window 
Wind up sittin' in the bottom of a drawer 
Any way the wind blows 

So you
floor, three room apartment
Where everything in it's paid by the state, but there's never enough
While down on the street, wind blows the trash 'cross
the envious hear this 

I catch wreck any punk in my way I'm banded (Why E?) 

Cause I'm the last man standin 

Hook: 

"Whatever it takes how ever it
typhoon my second wind
Blow like tempest my second wind
Blind by design
I've gotten the hang of not resisting
Who cares who's listening
Popular press
drums
The winds will blow
The dreams of man into the indigo

There's got to be a way to stop it, stop it
'Cause there's no turning back once we cross
Any way that the cold wind blows
I'll go cause you're in my home
Be leaving and I won't look back
Gone with my life, I can't save my past
Any way
its at
That's right I'm wrong, it's such a drag
That the bitch is back
But not for long

Any day now
Any way now
Winds of change they blow in my
The punk funk sound to make a sane man flip
Girls rush the stage, fagots cold dip
Low to avoid the caps and blows
By the gang bangers at the B boy shows
New York throw chairs 
The punk funk sound to make a sane man flip 
Girls rush the stage  fagots cold dip 
Low to avoid the caps and blows 
By
make the news
It's a five minute wonder, call it...

Satellite blues
Any way the wind blows
Dive, dive! underground is just the place to be
So
the lexus sport a fat cable
Never hold nothing back, I get the stress off my chest
Fell this so all the envious hear this
I catch wreck any punk in my way
Yeah!
Yeah!

Trombipulation
Here comes a new revelation (yeah)

Oh! like the way the baby blows it
Let the nose be nosy (yeah)
you meet me
In the Indian summer
Well before
Those chilly winds do blow
Won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Take me way back
To what I know
of my teeth by the breadth of a hair 
Traveling where the four winds blow 
With the sun on my face, in the ice and the snow 

But ooee it's a game
Which way the chilly winds are blowin'
Blow me down I got no future
Don't blow me back I got no home

And if I call my name
In your arms
Cutting you
[Layzie Bone]
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
A yo we aint always been accepted like this till (Listen to the wind blow)
A nigga got dat Grammy
Open
her away in a dungeon,
Way up in a dark dingy cell
In the south east corner of a jail,
Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell!
For killin'
her away in a dungeon,
Way up in a dark dingy cell
In the south east corner of a jail,
Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell!
For killin'
By the skin of my teeth by the breadth of a hair
Traveling where the four winds blow
With the sun on my face - in the ice
And the snow

But
her away in a dungeon,
Way up in a dark dingy cell
In the south east corner of a jail,
Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell!
For killin'
her away in a dungeon,
Way up in a dark dingy cell
In the south east corner of a jail,
Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell!
For killin'
her away in a dungeon,
Way up in a dark dingy cell
In the south east corner of a jail,
Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell!
For killin'
me which way I'll go

Whichever way the wind blows
I don't know
There is no eternity at any price
Beggars and choosers don't get to live in
her away in a dungeon,
Way up in a dark dingy cell
In the south east corner of a jail,
Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell!
For killin'
her away in a dungeon,
Way up in a dark dingy cell
In the south east corner of a jail,
Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell!
For killin'