Lyrics:
stand tall, never backing down, that's for sure
No matter what, we stick together, side by side
[Chorus]
We are the sickle cell warriors, we're strong
me, the sky dweller (my nigga)
"O" for them ounces, I drove the most to the mountains (most)
"S" is for the sour, I sold to niggas in housing' (got
on listening to the sound
Burrow deep in the mountain sound
Hello again
My old dear friend
It's been awhile since I've seen you around
I've missed this place
shines everyday
Where there's birds and bees in the bubble-gum trees by the lemonade springs
And the whippoorwill sings in the Big Rock Candy Mountain
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?
I will build my love a bower
By a cool
watching
Over silent flocks by night
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light
Go, tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
million on the mountain, that was hard to find (hard to find)
Sober lately, hard to line me
Real success is keepin' bars behind me
Club drop, sixty on me
sailing by
Saskatchewan there's mud in your eye I'm leavin' you behind
There'll be hot-blooded mountain love to satisfy my soul
And the red pines will
no more yeah I'll reach the other side by and by
Well well I'm climbing up the mountain to the sky
I'm a going where I never never die
I'm climbing yes
of the holy believers
at the birth of a nation
by the side of the highway
on the tongues of the prophets
Been on strange mountains
Every day of my life
Been
Ok now
Come with me
Hide behind the lemon trees
Tulips, Lilies growing slow
From the hills down bellow
By the shore we are new
All these flowers
blind
I could see that they blind to the truth
I could see that they blind
Huh
There's fire on the mountain
Wake me up from this dream
There's fire
Keep that faith cause he can move these mountains
Keep, keep that faith cause he can move these mountains
Keep that faith cause he can move these
his robbery did fail
Dm see g
And they caught him and they threw him in the jail.
He lay there in his cell locked up with his hate
Not many men knew
Pass the carnival, the Merry-Go-Round
Goin' up the mountain, to the Indian burial ground
Nothin' but glowin' eyes on the hounds
Sounds of howls, but
murdered her,
Witness the vision first hand plumping master of source of us
[Jim Jones]
By the, grace of Capo, in the moment of silence, in the mist
to look like a mountain
These niggas soft look like downy three cell phones one for the kids two for
My clients
Eat good steak smoking on salads for diets
Rayburn Crane he rode these mountains like the streams he rode 'em through
Through the Farewell Gap and the Franklin Lakes
Up North to Chagupa
sobbing
No remorse in your heart nah you steady mobbing
Jail cells and gunshots giving lockjaw
Why you bound and gagging us by law
Excuse-moi
Lock em down
gather intel
Ice cold steel as in Winterfell
By now you know I'm a Splinter Cell
I'm your uncle Sam last name Fisher
And I'm a god damned stealth magician
I've been in a prison
For something that I never done
It's been one hill after another
And I've climbed them all one by one
Oh but this time, Lord
aren't so high)
If you'd only try
To do better than get by
You'd find
(I know you'll find)
The mountains aren't so high
(The mountains aren't so
my lock in a sock
Beat the fucker down the cell block
Five C.O.s to me to the hole
One said, "Knowledge born (we're in control)"
It's the real
with the spirit on the mountains
Are you in search of the big life (the big life)
Mesmerized by the big lights in the sky
Took a turn down the wrong
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