Lyrics:
point the way
and through the sooty haze left by our funeral pyres burning
we watch them lay the footpaths of their thundering iron horse
it's
Why don't you know why can't you see it's almost over
I've seen the end of a rainbow through a greyhound window
Blue northern lights cross a prairie
to El Do-rado.
It came with a vengeance.
The devil dressed in A hell of a storm.
Forked lightning, Chased by thunder
Sent the cattle Stampeding through
always came with bottom feeders
Number one fans turn to non believers
Still making dope by the ounce or the liter
She know I love hard, Irony I don't
by Kiki
She gon' give me 'nini, ayy, 'til I'm weak-weak
I French kiss the money, she French kiss my wee-wee
Came through shittin' on 'em, jewelry
hit
I just came through with the clique'
I told dem' boy never doubt on the kid
Baby girl pure the finest things
She wanna' link come alive again
Send
this was pure joy the way they laughed and played,
Skipping and a-dancing through the ocean waves,
It was pure joy for all to see,
So why can't we,
to control
And devour
So far away They say, A union was made
A weapon so pure
Forged by the tears of an angel
Guide me through the starlight the magic
I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snowflakes sail
Out
I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snowflakes sail
Out
used to wait
We used to wait
We used to wait
Sometimes it never came
We used to wait
Sometimes it never came
We used to wait
I'm still moving through
the Laurentians, and on to Winnipeg
Only stopping once or twice to stretch their kinked up legs
Across the wind-swept prairie, on through Medicine Hat
Stampeded
real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age
undefiled
Holy, pure and good-minded
O saint sharbel for us pray
Day by day with host and wine
You meet god in holy mass
Asking, pleading the divine
in a crowded league
Carefully besieging a negligent industry
Don't stick your hand out unless you is kin to Pete
Don't sing my blues even if you cast
Out of the major league drafts
Cause I dissect tracks and get amazed by the reactions after
Digital warriors can't miss my pressence
I got that white
league
10ks complete game
U know the steez
Stomping thru yo city like Godzilla
What u need coke or weed
Run. Wit drug dealers
Keep it G
Pitching
Driven by the desire to document
The lives under fire
Then present it to you through the wire
Had to struggle with gang codes
And navigate a path through
Once there was a woman
Who was raised on a prairie
Blonde of hair and with eyes of blue
Fair of skin, she had a golden hue
And from her mind
There
is until the day that my producer
Happened to thumb through the pages of my notebook
He came across the words and he said
“We got to somethin’ with
the league if my growth spurt come in, on my mama
2009, bro dropped The Warm Up
I was in warm-ups playin' Weezy
And Yukimi, Little Dragon, flame breathin'
the Geek Squad over here earlier
I guess one of the guys who came here, Hoodie, Steven
I don't even know his name
He's upstairs sniffing through your clothes
a square
And if you dare to come near you can get blinded by the glare
Oh yeah
I've been this hard, it's been miles
I own this house, it's been mine
I came
remember their names
I was safe in my cabin
And thinking of going to bed
When an Indian tomahawk
Stuck in the wall by my head
I looked through
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