Lyrics:
on a plane fly down and out
All the way to hellbound Mexico
Chardonnay, but now shawty gone
Not hard to blame her, Jon bodied that
Almost empty that sorry D
Fly like a bird bird bird
Fly like a bird bird bird
Love when the earth breathes
Wind in the trees
Looking at god
She looking at me
When i fly
I
and peace
Talking heads crap politics
Dragging the world down
Helping hearts flesh and bone
Open arms not alone
Birds fly by wind and rain
Take a walk with
the mood strikes she changes direction and speed
Outrunning storms of circumstance with her own velocity
Gypsy Wind, blow away
Young Rosie lass lived by the sea
(Hey ho, the wind doth blow)
Oh she dreamed dreams of great piracy
(And we brave its stormy temper)
Providence
caught wind that you're entitled
Recognize the cycle
Warning star signs give you light, though
Wouldn't drive by at the light post
Stung by a viper, Venom
Almost done
Jon keep goin' with the wind (Yeah)
Holy Spirit called him up again (Yeah)
Demons try to throw me off the fence
(Great) , stick the landing
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
Fly on my wind
Rebel and a liberator
Find a way to be a skater
Rev it up to levitate her
Yeah yeah
Shump Official
Dosha Burna
Uh, check yea (okay)
I'm on my fly shit when I ride by (ride by)
Smooth with this groove baby I'm sky high (sky
Intro:
What’s up, What’s up, What’s up
Ladies and gentlemen, I go by the name of Jon Harris
What’s up, What’s up, What’s up
Jon Harris on the come up
I feel like a bird with broken wings
Damaged by all I have seen
Can't move
Can't Fly
So I'm always standing still
Sometimes, I feel the loneliness
away
I will fly away, I’m gonna touch the clouds and stars above
And feel the winds of change beneath my wings
Fly away...
Bridge:
For by the grace you
We can build a faulty river
Maintain a pseudoriver
Fill it with water and flies
Pitiful eyes approach the river
Quench her thirst from the river
I walk around with the grill
Cause niggas be blinded by this hip-hop shit for real
I ain't havin that, I'm clappin shit
Fuck this rappin shit, I
I walk around with the grill
Cause niggas be blinded by this hip-hop shit for real
I ain't havin that, I'm clappin shit
Fuck this rappin shit, I
at all, to be stood by the wall
And shot by the man in blue
If I could run with the grace of a sun-colored stallion
If I could fly like the great
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
Fly on my wind
Rebel and a liberator
Find a way to be a skater
Rev it up to levitate her
too
And while the sun goes down
The world goes by
White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That
it to the bank and flee across the Earth
Nevertheless, sitting here, I bare with my eyes
Something inanimate, yet very much alive
A cunning blue wind
happen then)
If the wind stopped blowin' then the land would be dry
And your boat wouldn't sail son and your kite wouldn't fly
And the grass would see
happen then)
If the wind stopped blowin' then the land would be dry
And your boat wouldn't sail son and your kite wouldn't fly
And the grass would see
the lark, and I want to tell you babe, tell you a
tale
With the soft wind blowin', blowin' outside
Hey I want to take that moonlight ride
And I hear
hold onto my head while the
Wind keeps on blowing, don't wanna fly away
So I'm sitting outside, speaking my mind
Speaking my mind yeah speaking my mind.
Fire brighter higher
Blinded by light
Tension deception redemption
Gathering insight
Fly with the night
Healed by the moon
Ride with the wind back
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