Lyrics:
surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne, Iceberg shirt with the
Matching jeans
Let the top down watch the wind blow, whoa look like
surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne, Iceberg shirt with the
Matching jeans
Let the top down watch the wind blow, whoa look like
A thousand galleons sail across the sea
The breezes sing a song for me
Stormy winds blow on my back
Beware the sea-wolf's dirty flag
Sunken ships
could take my chances
on the train it's like we're all the same we hide beneath the earth from rain
the wind the fire and the dust is closing in on all
rivers
Floating stories down the world
Voices are rising from the earth
Screaming for revenge
Up in the skies
Run by the wind
Just one more time they set
Why destroy every sacred sign
Breathe smoke swallow tainted water
We rise trample the earth with heavy awkward feet
And nothing happens fast enough
She stands guard at Heaven's gate, her sword held high
In armor, gold and ornate, shining wings spread wide
Unmoved by sorrow or hate, she serves
Unmoved by sorrow or hate, she serves the Throne
She's never questioned her fate, but she stands alone
Ave, ave, Sephiriel
Liberae, liberae, Sephiriel
Sometimes when the earth makes a pillow
Beneath the glow of a harvest moon
I've heard of a voice in the willows
Whistling an old familiar tune
escape... They began the sacrificial genocide.
Immediate epidemics depleted Mother Nature...
The mighty forests were burnt to ashes by whirlwinds of fire
I gave up all my dreams to follow my path
i run into the fire of one thousand wars
i've cross all the mountains to find the truth
i've been waiting
Wind and Fire, ice water dead grams
American hustler up and coming with a vengeance
Makes no magnet charge, plug vivid my extension
one lesson
fire from all directions, leavin em wetted
Yo pieces deleted from existence, don't make no difference
I'm bangin like Metallica, serve any challenger
a field of dreams, dirty as Bronson
Head filled with more schemes, than snakes in the garden
I tippy toe like Samurai, slit a throat, on stand by
Interview
on the block earnin' thousands from PJ's to housings
Diggin' pockets, rip trousers, spark a dutch, start a forest fire
Tap, drop a diamond, informant niggaz
girls up in a soul train row
I hit tha V.I.P. just to get my mind blown
Do I see Mista G he got that fire dro
All tha hataz in tha club what ya rollin'
earth, wind
Fire and water turnin local rappers into
Neighborhood martyrs
Platform's home, the city and spot blown
I got poems that burn more
Ears than hot
to
Exist
As we fall into emptiness.
The winds blow freezing the earth to the
Core,
Nothing can live on in this endless storm.
Can you see
on the water
Let's go runnin' on the back of the wind
There's gotta' be some action on the face of the earth
And I've gotta see your face once again
And I
I'll unto a method that's new to start a hunt (How?)
Well, I kick it like so you see, I'm a UMC
Giving giving blows three forces of nature
Earth, wind
you're facin to the wind
You better count the chips before its time to cash em in
'Cause by then you'll realize that you've lost your drive
While workin
of the bones
Swallow the trace of creatures left behind
Gods of the fire fall from the sky reaped
All the fruit and plagued earth dry
Distant vision tempting
I'll unto a method that's new to start a hunt (How?)
Well, I kick it like so you see, I'm a UMC
Giving giving blows three forces of nature
Earth, wind
A wind so thick with ash
Statues shatter into stone
The leaders turn to lepers
Begging to survive
Scavenge for substance
As the last is swallowed by
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