Lyrics:
I have been riding where sand is whipping
In sunlight's punishing brutal force
We Ebodalo are shaped by gripping
Bow and arrow and mane of horse
For
There is but one last bastion of man
To be seized
Surrender or bleed
What began as a covert campaign
Ends with soil soaked with crimson
Rain from
catches z's
We catch um on the blind side
Moving thru the mist as
We travel by the twilight
Aware of what's to be
I see it thru my minds eye
Moving thru
Me and my '66
Now she ain't too good on gasoline, she burns a little oil
But she was built by union labor on American soil
Sweet little '66
kinda low
Me and my '66
Now she ain't too good on gasoline, she burns a little oil
But she was built by union labor on American soil
Sweet
looked to you
I always looked to you
I always looked to you
We fought for good, stood side by side
Our friendship never died
On stranger waves,
your skin, chicken heads gettin' slim
Like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil
Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral
Use
looked to you
I always looked to you
I always looked to you
We fought for good, stood side by side
Our friendship never died
On stranger waves,
The flowers are all dead
In my garden nothing grows
No life left in the soil
No sunshine
Standing by your grave
Ooh, the colors are all gone
And I would marvel at her beauty, playing through the rain.
The coffin is beautifully engraved.
Stained by soil, symbols of death.
All of which are
You wait by the window
Morning's breath on the sill
Idle hands given another try
So you wait and you savour the moment
Outside the canvas turned
a lovers seat
That rose out of the bitten soil
Sound to the ground by creeping ivy coils
O Mary you have seduced my soul
Forever a hostage of your
passed
We've eroded the soil from the ground
A rocky grave is where I'll be found, cause...
Whatever direction you may turn
You'll see my friend,
trembling hands concealed
yet by fearless ones revealed
There the blood of Abel impregnates the soil
in which hungry darkness dwells and serpents coil
so
a lovers seat
That rose out of the bitten soil
But bound to the ground by creeping ivy coils
Oh Mary you have seduced my soul
Forever a hostage of your
a lovers seat
That rose out of the bitten soil
But bound to the ground by creeping ivy coils
Oh Mary you have seduced my soul
Forever a hostage of your
like I'm in Bora Bora (Bora Bora)
We get Tyson money, sell the chicken by the quarter
We don't eat lobster, but we floss
Got a lot of land in Georgia
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it wasn't?
I've been by myself so I'm not losing help
I don't need you niggas, look like you can't tell
the soil yet
What a movement, the rap solution
It thumps so hard we got 'em world wide usin' them
Tracks from Black for satisfaction
The role of captain
I could take a punch or get hit by a car
Could go to the nearest or farthest star
As a matter of fact it's what I won't talk about
Pop a word out
like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet
And they drowned like that
Via paleontology, fossily is how they mostly found like that
Bones in the stones, that's if you soil-dig
But if you oil-rig,
time is it?)
well
gal dem a seh, dem waan do it scare dem way
some guy nah no use an intend to pay
by out dem way das why di gal dem stray
widout a delay
Oh, why
I don't know
I don't know, why
I gotta be by dem
I gotta be by dem
gotta be by dem
gotta be by dem
I gotta be by dem
gotta be by dem
gotta be
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