Lyrics:
I fly against the wind
I fly against the wind
I cry I'm innocent
I cry I'm innocent
Days go by
I want to go back to how it was
Wish I could change
it, homicide on anybody siding with it
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
I get excited by the shit that you liking
'Cause you
it's over
It's in the wind
Reach for me
And I'll catch you
You can wings as long as I'm with you
Don't fly away
Not away
At least not alone
stability's never in your favor
Fly with the turbulence, only last a minute
Land on your dreams, and recognize you live it
Walk through the valley and peaks,
digger's ass
Oceanside it ends the ride, San Clemente coming up
Sunday desperadoes slip by, gas station closed,
Cruise with a dry back
Orange drive-in
Usin' your balls to play tennis with (ha)
You'll be in some shit like flies, and fuck the witnesses
(Motherfuck) Niggas that doubt and thought we
rain
Sometime in the night the wind began to blow
It made no difference to Jon
He was fast asleep by the time the clouds began to form
And in
I'll be waiting there my friend
We'll be loving once again
Sometime down the road
Take my hand across, across the sea
And fly with me
To a place
water everywhere nor any drop to drink"
There calls the mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails
with the bad
I've been disappointed by every bitch I ever had
Either she was dick crazy or cheddar mad
Shame what they did for them jeans and them
She promise she make me her King if I win
But if I lose, I wind up in her big soup tureen
With a bunch of bananas and a bottle of gin
and me
When the wind blows on that faithful morning
And I close my eyes, Lord, and fly my body home
I don't want my friends to cry no tears about me
it's fun, your man think we evenly skilled
He Mel Gibson, all that shit he believe, gon' get his son killed
Play with a match, fuck what you take it
Now here's a little story I've got to tell
About three bad brothers you know so well
It started way back in history
With Adrock, MCA and me, Mike
frontin' like a - like a
[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Stop actin like a bitch and get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get cho'
at midnite
Fly outta cage fly away far from town
Fly like the wind and the sound
Fly over countries hard to pronounce
Like a feather lighter than a ounce
Fly
your eyes)
I can see that you want me
(She want you Jon, she want you)
By the way you smile
(Look at she smile at cha look)
Baby are you still
the fare
But by then it would be winter
There ain't too much for you to do
And those winds sure can blow cold way out there
Four strong winds that
of wrong
Let me be the one
Take me in from the cold
Gimme something to hold
Don't let this dream pass by
Just spread your wings and fly
Reach out
darling
The moon is sailing by
The stars are softly shining
The tide is full and high
We’ll fly to the edge not as destined as it seems
And maybe we’ll
with nothing
But souls can't save themselves
Learning to fly, sweet mother of mine!
Be a long home without you
It's just a long way home without you
, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
You hang around for a living
Blown in the wind like a pinned butterfly
Monarch
water everywhere nor any drop to drink"
There calls the mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails
She's a pillar by the day, a fire by the night
She's a famous architect, like Frank Lloyd Wright
When it comes to tightrope walkin', she's world
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