world From here to your hood Lock me up now It's OK to feel good ------------Chorus----------- I got a friend named Flow, who got a friend named blow
a new home in the darkest depths of hell. I call your bluff, so you'll bounce like breasts. I got a back like a tree and arms are like a fucken chests
you ask for you can demand. Oh boy, do you ever get bored gettin what you want and more. Whatcha need is someone like you who's gonna blow your pretty
Staring at the Sun Summer stretching on the grass Summer dresses pass In the shade of a willow tree Creeps a crawling over me Over me and over you Stuck
on So where is the hope and where is the faith... and the love? What's that you say to me Does love... light up your Christmas tree? The next minute you're blowing
hitch with the barbeque pit Now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout Plus your new name is Fire cuz we stomped you out and yeah, we blow trees and
she's buying a stairway to heaven. There's a sign on the wall But she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree
Red sun rising in the sky Sleeping village, cockerels cry Soft breeze blowing in the trees peace of mind, feel at ease Красное солнце поднимается
an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1 So one more time for old time’s sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake Now just blow a little bit of that
everyting will come real Free like the bird in the tree We won't worry everyting will come real Yes we free like the bird in the tree We runnin from the
Block run and shoot slugs We throw them back like hardballs Without the gloves No love for these fake desperados And thugs I bleed to envy Smoke and blow
crack Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack [Chorus- 50 Cent] nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder I got what you need, them trees, that
, you're everything I've got Now won't you tell me, Jeanie Jeanie on my mind Winds blow, stars glow, I see a light in a window Dark trees, soft breeze
and kind of bitter sweet And the memories filled with tears And I feel my heart will break Guess it all was my mistake Autumn's chilly winds were blowing through the trees
. string The sun hides itself concealing its grin And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again. Oh young cardinals Nesting in the trees Oh hear
gave you all the actions So won't you come and dance with me Until the world has stopped revolving Until the birds have left the trees Until the winds have stopped from blowing
give ar some S-E-X A just the lovin', them a repress Them hear say a we have di best That's why [Chorus] Gal a shape up back home And a blow up my phone
touch the tongue to see A devil's face in front of me You blow your nose and cry The clown demands a sad good-bye A sad good-bye. Black below the tree
