Lyrics:
I will lift up mine eyes onto the
Hills from whence shall my help come
My help cometh from the Lord
Which made heaven and earth
He will not suffer
It's Wintertime and the weather's fine |The snow on the woods and fields when I reveal... my snowmobile|Thrill by thrill by golly n' hill |Baby it'll
ages ago
cnd when the evening came
He found his way upon the steepy hill
cnd there he sat, and watched the moon glide gently into dawn
Every night
Who was born in full moon’s light
He will scream by instinct all the night
So break up your chains
To feel the ancient dance
I say ooooh
knows
How to make the river flow
He is coming soon
Guided by the moon
He is coming from last June
When he was strong
The old place never changed
Where he
I'm paralyzed
By the buzzing of your powerlines
The hum from the rooftops
Crickets and skies
As I gaze over the valley
Stand upon the hills
Sun
It's never the same again
What we felt when sliding down
Down on the hills again
We might not seem to learn how to walk up by ourselves
We needed
and killa, hill-er
I was the thriller in the ali-frazier manilla
I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting smashed by a cinder
the closest ones to ya
Be the ones that sneak up behind ya and stick the knife through ya
That's why now I keep my friends to a minimum
Check for the ones
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon
The seven kings will ride on the wind up towards the mountain's high
And the only sound that will break the air is the warrior's bitter cry
When
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
that got drunk, nothing ever felt as good as you
I saw you first from the back of the room
We drank together by the light of the moon
Built a fire
will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
2 My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
3 He will not
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
(yeah, moon)
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself
'round the Prairie Dog Town
They lay in wait 'neath the Dakota moon
For the chance to make you
Their next victim soon
Poppin' up, poppin' down
Burrowing,
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
I'm going to blow up the fucking moon
With the money I saved for a rainy day
I know a guy who knows Kim Jung Un
Will ya trade some nukes for a Model
and killa, hill-er
I was the thriller in the ali-frazier manilla
I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting smashed by a cinder
up by the moon hanging on a hill
I went to the Arsenic Falls ce soire Looking for some strawberries in my sundress
I was the only one up there And it
This dreamy hue makes the night so groovy
Standing beneath the moon's glow if only you knew me
Where are you on your hill, under the glowing moonshine
moonlight
Standing up the top of that lonely hill
Spared by the company mines
My blue-eyed baby with her best dress on
In the shadow of a lonely pine
confirmed both my fears and beliefs
You cry for freedom?
It's been a long time
You thirst for justice?
It's been a long time
By the light of the moon
We
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