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Brothers Four The Where Have All The Flowers Gone

Where have all the flowers gone, Long time passing, Where have all the flowers gone, Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone, Young girls picked

And have fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN) Have, HAVE, HAVE FUN!!!! [BROther ?uestion] It's me the BROther ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow To bust a fat

to buck Now all these niggaz in my rhyme are my people No one can save them not even a steeple could make the equal You're all my sisters, my brothers

a kid's trombone Right to where you **** lay Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away Y'all shed tears but y'all can get your feel of it

and you don't stop (Big up to all the people) Big up, big up Big Jeff hold tight, ha hah, ha hah On and on y'all Time to get gone Word is bond

a kid's trombone Right to where you **** lay Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away Y'all shed tears but y'all can get your feel of it

me (I do it) Trae I'm the hood if you wondered where I'm at (Where I'm at) In the back of a Chevy that's all black (All black) Racks on racks, I don

At the same time keeping my flows different from yo Low key with the gold teeth have a OC on my person Looking at y'all niggas like y'all owe me For

And have fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN) Have, HAVE, HAVE FUN!!!! [BROther ?uestion] It's me the BROther ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow To bust a fat