Lyrics:
This Nigga hell bent
I'm tired of doing the same old shit that niggas did
I'm tired of living a life set out by y'all for me to live
The plan was to make
From the four winds we have come Katie Elder
Four brothers on the run Katie Elder
All your little ones have grown and
We've reaped what we have sown
will be
Eventually
Chorus
I want to be the American dream
I want to be apple pie and blue jeans
I want to be the pursuit of happy
But most of all I
riders
Singing aye yi yi the south american way
Oh ho ho ho oh ho ho ho oh ho ho ho
It's a llama in pyjama rum and coconut day
The wind blows higher than
since twelve o'clock
Me watch the tide easin' in
Is low the moon, but high the wind
Havana moon, Havana moon
Me all alone, me open the rum
It's long
to all my prayers and my wishes have come true
I think about those lovely nights in the autumn moon
Down come the fallen snow and the wind begin to blow
Oh
you ask me to go
I'll leave when the wind blows
Take a breath and away it goes
I'll be outside of your window
I'll pass by but I'll go slow
I'll
tired
I found a cave to shelter in, the entrance was low
If its fable or fantasy the desert wind knows
If its fable or fantasy the desert wind blows
Blow wind, blow wind, blow my baby back to me.
Well you know if I don't soon find them, I will be in misery.
Goodbye baby, that is all I have left
And all that I can see
Travelling with the wind
North, South, East or West
When those four winds blow
Carrying me around this world
Only I will know
I'm
fuck you, you
Oh say can you see
By the dawns of the light
Can you hear all those screams
All for their American dreams
Oh say can you see
By the dawns
people are getting jailed. Covert operations never seen or heard by American senses. Funded by the dirty hands of greed... their international drug scheme.
Quarter to midnight north wind begins to blow
Dark side of the night callin my name
In the secrets of dreams searchin for a light
Wasted times will
or diplomat
Does a homeless man pass Him by
He created all, we are all the same
He sees everything we do
No darkness can hide any hurtful desires
Any moment
the wind blow high
Let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I go
All the lasses shout,
'Hello!
Donald, where's yer troosers?'
A lassie took me
sharpen our teeth on the pits of the fruit
That'll one day grow over this earth
I've found myself where her wild winds blow
I'm losing myself in her
The wind blows where it pleases now
Our waters are divided anchored to an empty dwelling
Morally subsiding these servants who are assigned are
You hang around for a living
Somewhere between all the land and the sky
Being by never forgiving
Nobody knows you and neither do I
Birds may
it
Nigga I live it (no bloodclat gimmicks) blow
Soul survive cut me a slice of American Pie
Piece by piece, bit by bit
'Fore it all falls down in
Old American Flag
You wave so fiercely
In the wind that blows
So wild and free
You know hard
The road can be
Old American Flag
You don't know how
happier, then)
The wind used to come and nearly blow you over.
The wind doesn't move down these parts anymore,
And so goes the bartering life.
Caught
panic
We cross the borders to take all American orders
Doing work worth dollars but we get paid quarters
We save businesses thousands a day
By doing jobs
stay
And make a difference, woah!
Wind is shifting, woah
Minds are lifting woah
Yes I'm giving, woah
All my love!
They wan't us to listen
Live our
Anxious eyes wait by the window
She waits she hears the wind blow
Taking all she has that she knows
It's a cold summer wind
No it's not
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