Lyrics:
rays
And the ornamental seaweed
Yes, that was all fine and good
You could call it "an excusable American afternoon"
But the day didn't start until we
cousins
Pop up and get harvested under a rotten muffler
Coughing all that bad exhaust
I gotta plug ya
Law of retaliation been laying latent
But lately shit
times
Close your eyes, let me heat it up
Cause when we fuck I refuse to bust a nut until I beat it up
Drop the top, time to fuck while the wind blow
about now, its all mine
Yo, check it, check it
It seems as it was just yesterday I was doing po'ly
Surrounded by jokers that couldn't do nothing fo' me
I
Satisfaction altogether
Guaranteed by Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether
Find the end of the rainbow
Fly wherever the winds blow
Laugh at life like
Americans lost, when Europe beat us to law breakers
My history's lost, the shit they give to me is all made up
They can't kill us all, just as soon as we all
cruise
Baby bad so inconspicuous
Man i'm lying
See that scroomy so ridiculous
She ain't an angel
She too bad
With all that innocence
That kitty look
with the devil it's touch and touch and go
All systems go friend of foe
You're caught up in the middle where the four winds blow
Come without a warning
It`s the way it`s been done since the old days
It`s hauling by hand ten miles out
from the land where their chow waits
All the days get so lonely
And as the towns go rollin' by
I can almost smell the wind blow through the pines
And they'll all be out to meet me
Cause there's no place where they treat you
the exact same sponsorship
What comes up comes out
Success was never a doubt
All of the lights could never blow out
So watch us fight another piece
After
thought of spinning a couple of records on twin turntables
Not until Jamaican-American Clive Campbell, better known as DJ Kool Herc, sprung on the scene
from the world below
Up where the clear winds blow
Some hang on to used to be
Live their lives looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our lives,
these verses, my art is immersive
I talk with a purpose, on purpose, and it's all perfect in time
The breeze blew and the wind chimed in
A seed was sown
She's like a little gypsy
On the road
She likes a little whiskey
In her coke
She gets a little frisky
From the blow
Her life's a little trippy
Tipsy
holding
The wind in my arms
Oh, I can't give you shelter
When you are the storm
There is a wind tonight
That blows and chills me to the bone
Here by
Committing treason, dead by the weekend
Smokin' all that mid and shit
While scratchin' on yo' syphilis
Fuckin' on yo' mama just to
Show that I mean business,
I was born in the spring
The Weight of the wind
Feels so light in that time of the year
James Dean
Is the american dream
Cigarette, leather jacket
And we were 18 so you put on Khalid
We prolly start kissing to American Teen
I can't help myself, can't hold me back
You my old school crush like
thinking about putting all my brothers on the ground
Bleeding for my ancestors
Preaching to the hypocrites
We do the rain dance on our way to the podium
And then I fuck the world in half
*Verse 1*
Rhyme with prime velocity flow with low viscosity
This kind of verbosity y'all know who it's gotta be
Something
this
Only Gods know why
The wind is blowing, the wind it blows
And in its tracks the past it shows
The devil came roaming by
The devil man he shook my
And I will be here to watch you die in fear
Live your life by a prayer, are you there
And do you care? And I don't care
You either a mark or a killer
Me
this wind can blow
The only place you can hear this song
The only place you can see these sights
The only place where this flower blooms
The only
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