Lyrics:
Sitting all alone by the fireside
Listen to the wind in the chimney top
Haven't slept for days, and I'm still wide eyed
Try not to think, but my
the funk-brown bass, my man
This be the medium used by Dig Plans
Hit the cosmics like a funkonaut
Leave the ladybugs with forget-Funk-nots
Black sunflowers,
My grandmother's house is still there but it isn't the same
A plain wooden cottage, a patch of brown lawn
And a fence that hangs standing
hear her melodies, like joys gone by
Sighing 'round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die
Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain
Wailing
through me
Majestically
The wind gathers its force
Sea shores naked and rugged as sculpted by wind and rain
Carved out of rock and stone dancing along
alligator, car!
Game on, till the street lights came on
Crowd out by the Save-On
Paper bags 'round tall cans, talkin' that old manishness like
"Man, when I
I stand by the ocean, facing the wind
Makes me wonder what's out there
On the horizon
It makes me want for a sailboat
To take a ride with an old
Have you seen those leaves on the ground?
They are the footsteps of the wind in gold and brown
An old man was walking alone
A king without a kingdom
to the place he called home
Out in the night where the shadows are falling
Out of the night comes the screech of an owl
Whispering softly the wind it is sighing
could not see
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me
Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky
Your
was the sound that I knew, or ran home to
Don't it make your brown eyes blue?
When somebody loves you just for you
With no competition testing you
and wine, oh, they're gonna bust my side
She's got strawberries comin' by the dozen
Brown sugar and sweet cream set my mouth, set my mouth a buzzin'
Take my
to yellow in a brown leather frame?
3. The sun's shining down on these green fields of France;
The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance.
From the back of your big brown eyes
I knew you'd be gone as soon as you could
And I hoped you would
We could see that you weren't yourself
From the back of your big brown eyes
I knew you'd be gone as soon as you could
And I hoped you would
We could see that you weren't yourself
Feel this wind blow, scatter all these leaves like paper rain.
Feel these days roll back into our winter lives again.
The tangle at the garden
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
My Lord's a Rock, in times of trouble
He's like no other could ever be
My Lord's a Rock, in times of trouble
He's always there to stand by me
He
It's a cold wind coming in tonight
Shelby Drive I'll be blowing by the lights
Avoid the blue and the shadows of my fright
Escape the shackles
prisoners
Laws written by colonial dwellers aka
Murderous slave owning immigrants
Rewrote history named themselves settlers
But I won't celebrate their
blood from the pain
The green is something to gain
The black is from my skin
Yellow showing my win
Blowing in the wind
Are the ashes of all my kin
So tell
the want to progress
Unstable, held by the arms of stress
Droppinʼ jewels another cypher
Another conversation in the zone with the faceless
Write emotion
brand new
But want me to come through
You really been cluing
Me in on who you
Really is is in view
But you blinded by rage
Start acting yo age
Huh
Blinded
Discipline
I'm buying shit I can't afford ain't no
(Discipline)
With out no risk ain't no reward ain't no
(Discipline)
I'm pulling bitches by the fours ain't
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