Lyrics:
man’s name is Lou
Gonna blow for you
Down at the Chicago Blues
You’ve picked up the right place
You chose the right space
Ain’t no doubt about it
Best
blow and breath you say
'Cause I got no time and I got no fear
You can always always cry and sing you say
Call us the one
We light the sunshine
a thousand miles away
a bit up north of jarvis bay.
The storm won't blow away
the sunday blues they sing in Wombara.
A hole in the wall was the final stop,
Savage, yeah
And you been average
Boy I'm bout to blow like Bin Laden
I need a girl who got a big ass
She don't got class, she been absent
Got the game
the wind blows
It chooses it in spite of me
All of the decisions I've made
Don't seem to change a thing
No one knows me,
Or sees what I see
You
makes my mind blow up
Your personality it's calm and friendly
The kinda girl that I would love to be with me
Once I start, no I won't fall back
Here's
Like them lost kitties with no pennies, they can blow this
Alright
Tell 'em where I get this offsight
Spitting on this world and it be setting
Away out here they've got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess,
The fire's Joe
And they call the wind Maria
Maria blows
you know I'm about to blow your mind
This is not hot enough
Gotta move your body close to mine
This is not hot enough
This is not hot enough, hot
Imma work from the bottom to boost up my maker
Can’t take it down too slow
Heads could blow from comin’ up fast I stick with tha flow
Well grounded –
Counting down the seasons as they blow by
Everything is changing, blurring time.
And I called you in the night 'cause I can't sleep
The distance
half-human amphibian
Oblivious, blow a fuckin' rapper to oblivion
Half mathematician and bad rap recipient
Omnipotent, manipulating listening participants
I need you tonight
This lady is driving me crazy,
She blows hot and cold like the AC
I just can't figure her out
Next time I'm with her I'm
Chant my holy name
As the clouds descend
Storms blow by, and
Your name is written in the sand
So far away...
I see those tears gleam in her eyes
So sadly
about Basketball Bobby, won't make it to the pros
He averaged 24, but his SAT's were low
Imagine hearing a gun blow, seeing blood all over the bead
See Al
Summer wind blows in again
Sometimes I wonder where we lost it
My good intentions—your favorite weapons
And still I've yet to learn my lesson
I Believe
When I see the sunrise in the morning
When I feel the wind blow across my face
When I hear the sound of children playin'
I know its all
to grow got the message but fuck it though hear to Texas
And grab some blow it bullshit but its still a go push it nigga
I push it man stop n grab some
Barkin' up the wrong tree, parkin' on the wrong street
Get your shit, split your wig, lift him up five feet
Blow the weed, control the V, cops behind us
your mouth
Don't watch me fam, watch yourself
I try to stay calm but I keep losing it
And when I blow there's no defusing it
I just got an iPhone 6
there with my motion
Blow out the feeling dead
I don't care about the past
Killing the emotion of mine and I just use my mind, forget my life
is for lovers
Heads up on a row
All the stars begin to blow
Tearing away all the shadow
Scaring us, scaring Yo
I wanna dance on my way
and all these things worth giving up, burn it in your spine you were one of us. I know the wind blows cold and every city looks like your own, you said,
I am a highwayman, on the road again
Me and my guitar, and my rambling band
Staring at the road, standing in the blow
Carrying my load 'cause I
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