hill But that way you love darling, no you give me my fare Well I'm leavin' you babe and say, "Fare you well" Well I'm goin' out east darlin', hope you burn
flame spitters Bitch, we the business, hundred million dollars Bitch, we the business, hundred million dollars Mansions in the hills just to burn a
Ross] I'm burning purple flowers It's burning my chest I bury the most cash and burning the rest Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air Do ones beneath me recognise the red bottoms I wear Burner
wrapped in thorns my heart My song is heard in owls' cries And through the darkness my love shines It lights the green fog on the hill It burns in shooting
danceable, * Lyrics * Listen * Video * Digital * Ringtone * Feelings Gone o Lyrics I used to ride up on the hill
sing And to brighten and to dim And to sleep and to wanderin Nothing Oh sweet nothing Today we're doing nothing at all Yesterday I climbed a hill Then
two thousand feet Life sways in the balance of nature and time And fate has no mercy down in the mine The news spreads like fire and burned through those hills
INTRO [Kardinal Offishall] Don't make me laugh You must be crazy Turn this up [Kardinal Offishall] Yo, kill that, kill that before I Capitol Hill that
cream silly, go for delf What you like how we go back to Cali, kick a suede walking billy Hoes like big Willy in their Pelle Pelle Pelle Fonzarelli, I burn
at last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso I can see Rose's cantina below My love is strong and it pushes me onward Down off the hill to Felina
lady that never talks Up into the hills, I ran to the cemetery And held my breath and thought about your death I ran to the lake, up into the hills
In the blue light of the Belvedere Motel Wondering as the television burns How the heart approaches what it yearns In a fever I distinctly hear your
These withered hands have dug for a dream Sifted through sand and leftover nightmares Over the hill, a desolate wind Turns shit to gold and blows my soul
it's only me who's scared Strap 'em to electric chairs Ring the moon like a broken bell When she drags you from the hill Daddy's gonna burn down the
pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here Among those dark Satanic mills? Bring me my bow of burning
pastures seen And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills And was Jerusalem builded here Among those dark Satanic mills Bring me my bow of burning
like weed 223 reasons to bleed, yes indeed, im a ghetto boy, thats right everybody knows im a G, im what you niggas are supposed to be, burn rubber right after i burn