Lyrics:
it in the ground where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy
could be
In walked the deputy sheriff
He was holding our TV
He roughed us, then he cuffed us
And he took us off to jail
No picture on a poster, no
When I was young I was sure
I never could grow old
I was gonna climb mountains
And sail the seas, go searching for gold
But those years come creeping
it in the ground where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy
What the fuck these niggas thought,
It's the I-N-C nigga, it's murder,
M-I-B nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers,
Ja Rule, haha
Ay yo Buck, turn
without you
And I knew, honey, I knew.
I want to grow old with you
Huggin' and holding you
Be my little old lady
And I'll be your big old baby
All this time I've spent with you
All that we've been through
Still we're holding on
All this time I've spent with you
I am tied to you
You
locked inside
But I couldn't find the words in time to save our love from dying
How could love so young, grow old so fast while the memories linger
Everybody's got a hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me
Invitation to the last dance
Then it's time to leave
But that's the price we pay
[Chorus:]
Dorie, Dorie, Dorie by the firelight,
Come and dance with me.
Blazing in the night, the fire grows.
Come and shout and sing,
Make
nervous that he
Says anything to this man to keep him at bay
So now Ja thinks that he's so tough
And Murder Inc's the big bad wolf
And they go huff
the earth
Diversify your holdings, spread out your bets
Long-term or short-term, hedge your assets
Manage your risk, don't let it slide
In this crypto
Bitter branches
Spreading out.
There's none more bitter
Than the wood.
Into the wide world,
It grows,
Twisting under
Soldier's feet,
I still love to kiss you goodnight
The thrill of you holding me tight
Grows ever sweeter, the long years between
Since first I kissed you when
"Yeah, once again, (that's right)
We about to attack this
(Harlem Inc, Murder Inc) yeah
(Nicky Bond)
Jimmy Cagney type shit, Nicky Santoro
All
Everybody's got a hold on hope (hold on hope)
It's the last thing that's holding me
Invitation to the last dance
Then it's time to leave
But that's
flow
Creates a world we want to grow
Every day I dream
Of holding you close to me
Every night I find
Me touching your lips with mine
Every
like: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time
It's murda
Whenever you see blood
It's murda
Lay you down for the love
That's us
Leave
give we learn
Taking my time, seeing the signs
Letting you guide me home
Watching you grow, letting you know
You are my only
You bring me hope when I
Bitter branches
Spreading out
There's none more bitter
Than the wood
Into the wide world
It grows
Twisting under
Soldier's feet
Standing
I've been holding back words
And waiting for time
Cause there's a lesson here somewhere
I know it's mine
And though I'll remember the promise we
I want to grow
Want to grow
Holding on
Unite us
This lifetime
As lovers
For all time
A movement
Attunement
A new dream
Beyond dream
Two people
Like two children
We're holding back
We're holding on
Two children frightened of new places
Of getting lost
Of being found
(Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up?
Blackchild what up?
I'd like to welcome all my niggas
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all
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