Lyrics:
the bleeding
Training day
Warriors, SoulJahs we still believe you!
Crawling through poison ivy
My soul still flies with broken wings
And the sun is
love for the bleeding
Training Day!
Warriors, SoulJahs, we still believe you!
Crawling through poison Ivy
My soul still flies with broken wings
bring you flowers and things
Help pass your time
We'll give him eagle's wings
Then he can fly to you
Fa la la la la la
Fa la la la la
Fa la la la la la
and the training
The struggle the hustle
I'm a beast they ain't containing
I'm just built different
Handcrafted to be a legend
I ain't wasting a second
I'm a force
wings
Then he can fly to you
Fa la la la la la
Fa la la la la
Fa la la la la la
Fa la la la la
Fa la la la la la
Fa la la la la la
We have
We'll bring you flowers and things
Help pass your time
We'll give him eagle's wings
Then he can fly to you
Fa la la la la la
Fa la la la la
Fa la
We'll bring you flowers and things
Help pass your time
We'll give him eagles wings
Then he can fly to you
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la
only late
We'll bring you flowers and things
Help pass your time
We'll give him eagle's wings
Then he can fly to you
Fa la, la la, la la
Fa la,
thee,
Training our inner gods, setting our true selves free.
In every breath, a chance to rise, beyond the skies,
Where our soul meets the infinite,
Than one move your body u lose your home training and go crazy
Oh baby
Waist on smoke nicotine haze
I wanna have u more ways
Bend wine move your body
a supersonic automatic weapon
Bring it on
I'm in the driver's seat
And I won't be beat
Bring it on
Spreading my wings and earning my freedom
Bring it on
I'm
I look overhead in the morning
To the families of Canada geese
In the grey autumn sky they are training to fly
Broken Vs, incomplete victories
Now one time is deep, jack a nigga and a bitch
License and registration
"All I got is a driver's permit"
Niggas can't have shit
We got dogs that
One time his D jacked a nigga and old bitch
License and registration
"All I got is a driver's permit"
Niggas can't have shit
We got dogs that rip
knew you'd take the trees
Son you've grown those chicken wings
You just can't fly
They anchored our dream yacht to ocean bed
Chained our ideal home
known
You're an X-wing pilot
A robotic riot
Dragonfly son
On the barrel of a gun
You're hope incarnate
Polycarbonate
Go human go
You're a racecar driver
to go spread my own wings
I'm sustaining the same life force that I never was
Breathing the same air but I don't ever make a fuss
Training every side
ah lady lion inna Prada
Send one time fi you screw pon e driver
Ah weh mi name? One word boss
Gyal ah use head inna di One world class
Inna Fendi
All my niggas wit me ima bus driver
All my niggas gotta bag like the bus riders
Im riding with that load ima truck driver
This a trucky truck bitch
forever
Ha. Boy, you were wrong
My wings grew back they’re
So much stronger now that you’re gone
I’m looking at me for the very first time and I like what
Hey
And I walk
Spread wings
And I talk
Like kings
And I walk
Spread wings
And I talk
Like kings
And I won't ever stop
I'm at the top
I won't ever stop
bucked we having sticks like navy seal
5.56 rip through a shield hot shit hit 'em up hear 'em squeal
Bossed up quick just off a lick bro the driver hop in
I just came back from a long-ass flight and I'm feeling tired
My guy want bread for the driver, got that wired
Bro said that he feels inspired I look
The vicious traffic squad cars are
After our lone driver
The last American hero
The the electric sitar
The demi-god
The super driver of the golden west!
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