Lyrics:
Language barriers broken
Now we've found the key
And if you want the wind of change
To blow about you
And you're the only other person to know, don't
Language barriers broken
Now we've found the key
And if you want the wind of change
To blow about you
And you're the only other person to know, don't
(Chip Davis, Bill Fries)
She was old, and beautiful, and wise, and She taught the young boy everything he needed to know. All about the land,
die young
Cause I be living like a rockstar
I blow up a million miles away, away, away
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Chica bang bang
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Chica bang
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who mohel for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your
And get brain but not the same
Brain she be thinking with
Banger by my pancreas if a
Nigga think he slick
I'll blow his brain out now
He can't think of shit
me you need your plan your long heavity
Before you die broke like Sammy Davis junior
The solar, followed by the looter, followed by the solar
a fuck, nah
I don't give a fuck
High class nigga, all I smoke is A plus
Might blow a whole P, nigga
I don't give a fuck
Girl on my lap, she say she wanna
die young
Cause I be living like a rockstar
I blow up a million miles away, away, away
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Chica bang bang
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Chica bang
When Miles Davis blows his horn,
When Ravi Shankar plays
It's all down home
But it's all meat on the same bone
It's all meat on just one bone
away the map and now I'm sailing by the stars
But the stars can be liars too
So I raise my flag and sit back down
Let the wind blow where it will
If you miss the train I'm on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm
plastic love mimmic
Hardest my age no cap
Dun step round there eight mile trynna see who realist
This dream gon work still she flushed away by the way that
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
YEE-HAW! Merciful sakes alive! You wanna be one a' them CBers, you gonna learn how to ratchetjaw! Pay
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Bill Fries says that this is based on a true story from the late '60s, when a band of hippies rolled into
E-Inami
Yeah
Bathi ng'wile kodwa ng'mile, they can't understand me
Why you gotta make an analysis of the way I'm standing?
Studying all my moves like
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
(performed by Black Moon / Starang Wondah)
[Buckshot and Starang]
y'all want to know why I act this way
Why you act that way?
Why you act that
to blow doe
I've done had about all I can take doe
I'mma show you how to kill 'em when they hate doe
Sometime ya gotta let a nigga know doe
Sometime ya
the yayo but I pray we gonna blow
Elevate and motivate I’m tryna hit the road
Making money moves every city round the globe
I can pick and choose lovely
so carefree
I never make plans I just play jazz
I never act hard I'm like topaz
I'm like so what? I'm Davis
I'm just Miles ahead
I've been on again,
positions yeah I put her through the motions
Blow that pack that shit thrax know it's potent
Keep it rolling views of the ocean
This what you dreamed of ain't
a look in the mirror
And lo and behold, the blues was there
I said
The blues
Was there
I would have fallen in love with
Miles Davis
Let him blow all over
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