Brave river, I can't sail Lone feeling, and I might fail So I just smoke (Smoke) Every breath stoned Sixth hour fail to rise And I cower in reality'
hour. I still fail to rise, and I cower in reality's eyes, so I just smoke let me feel stoned let that paranoia cut my head off. I'm low down crying
Oversættelse: Ned. Hail The Leaf.
. I still fail to rise, and I cower in reality's eyes, so I just smoke let me feel stoned let that paranoia cut my head off. I'm low down crying shame
Scribe and Ali and yeah, we still together Through the stormiest weather its been along forever Holding it down in the south surrounded by the southern
go, rain, sleet, hail, snow In the winter, see the bed, in the summer slow hoe What you know about them gold triple D's hundred spoke Window down, system
meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig
To a terrible fate Blind and numb they hail their leader One sheep is leading the rest to their doom Blind and numb they hail their leader One sheep
The feeble leafs decline, Enshrined in downing deep The mourn abandoned plains, Laid down in sombre sleep Misty shades engulf the sky Like past, worn
I blacked out and beat a man with a shovel Its obligatory that you hear my side of the story He had the face a fear, shakin' like a leaf on a tree You
Deep down to the bottom of my sorrows A meeting in silence The lost girl and I We circled into the unknown Greet the homecoming Wave them inside the hall Sit down, hail
Once I thought the chance to make you laugh Was all I ever wanted... [Chorus] I send the thunder from the sky I send the fire raining down [Moses] And
chide, cajole, humble and humiliate the Golden Bear And this is the true story of that truck Hail, a truckload of art from New York City Came rollin' down
(by Jay-Z) Yeah Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made
(feat. Alicia Keys) Yea [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCa right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new
for a raw meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting Your bidding pig upon
