Lyrics:
hitting licks since I use to say presentate
Back in 7th grade, that was great, I was getting cake
With my slime like sito
Give her that wood, Home Depot
single
And all of my niggas are single
Let's get in some trouble, let's get on road
Music, cars, clothes & hoes
None of the hoes before the bros
I do know
and disgrace.
Away I flee
Beneath the darkened sky above.
In my rearview mirror
Flames rise up against the night.
Set by my own hand and
Burning every bridge in
Hey did you hear me, mom?
Baby's headed home
Against your wishes
I went into the woods alone
Just look at my face
A vegetable beet red
I know you
waste wood
to help 'em from deep hole
people thank her that
"without this bridge,
we can't even get to the mall"
but another day it collapsed by
fat guy
and disgrace.
Away I flee
Beneath the darkened sky above.
In my rearview mirror
Flames rise up against the night.
Set by my own hand and
Burning every bridge in
Further into the woods he ran
Running as fast as his legs would carry, exhausted and longing for home
But the ones he loved are now dead and gone
at bay.
The great shadow of the mountain, looms over our lands and homes.
In the echoes of fall, the “warmarch” of winter resonates the loudest.
Old friend, it's me and you again
And oh boy, as me and you rejoice
Yeah, I can't help thinkin' 'bout the way we joked
In those funeral homes
on home like a nail through wood uh,
Girl you look so nice every time you walk by make a man look twice uh,
Girl you look so fine wanna say so much can
on a rise take flight home base in Grey Lynn
Verse 1
I haven't had much sleep
Been working hard all week
I can't wait to party tonight
So I call up some
on the streets you're getting beat up
If you a sucker in jail you're PC'd up
And we don't stop riding till the homies is free'd up
We g'd up from the feet up
plot yeah
That dog, he's in the fog
But in the dark, he's a hungry shark
That dog, that dog, watch his eyes turn white, get funky
Back home in
on the streets you're getting beat up
If you a sucker in jail you're PC'd up
And we don't stop riding till the homies is free'd up
We g'd up from the feet up
feat. Shaq
(oohh heeyy ooohh girl you know ooh come on! come one!)
There is a funny feeling in the way you talk to me
I feel as if there is
Come take my hand and we'll walk into the woods
This is my kingdom, now this is your home
If you believe, sometimes pretend
If you fight back, in
don't want me
I ain't gonna play by the rules
There's snakes in the grass
There's wolves in the woods
(?)And a garden, it's filled with fools(?)
I got
to the easier path
But this is a wrong turn
Feeling that fear is the only way past
So do not be hemmed in
Do not by dollar, nor doctrine, nor snow, no
These words were composed by Spencer the Rover
Who had travelled most parts of Great Britain and Wales.
He had been so reduced which caused great
Lost in the woods of a dream
Call it an American one but we couldn't be further from home
So we rode, in the search of a place to rest our
I'm tying my hood tighter
A fighter flicking my lighter at petrified wood
Maybe I'm misunderstood
Burning and pissing in soot
Lazy but kicking my foot
to dwell in evergreen
With Oak and Ash and Thorn
Old England to adorn
Within this Isle of Gramarye
What once was bound is now set free
By Oak and Ash
BACK IN THE WOODS WHERE THE LAW DON'T GO DOWN IN THE HOLLER WHERE THE WIND DON'T BLOW GONNA RAISE US A FAMILY MAKE US A HOME
WE'LL BE ALRIGHT IF THEY
Once on Tenkterian grounds
Hidden in the depths of woods
Near the shore of Rhine
Once was build the home of mine
... Landmark of resistance -
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