As you float into space Your white eyes hide your face As you float in between I die with you, if you leave As you float As you float into space Your
all of this time i was just trying to reach you through the rain traffic as you float into space your white eyes hide your face as you float in between
float into space your wide eyes hide your face as we float inbetween i'd die with you if you bleed as we float as we float into space your wide
we float into space your wide eyes hide your face as we float inbetween i'd die with you if you bleed as we float as we float into space your
and all of this time i was just trying to reach you through the rain traffic as you float into space your white eyes hide your face as you float in between
think dip dy dip to the socialize Of americal not america mer Medler rich peddler "hold upЎ± Which ways up whatever high Heather by bush push push push in The bush
Okay, day time soldier, night time rider, 911 survivor,yeah I feel u, and who am I to try to keep hope alive When I'm seeing dead babies floating by
' [Devlin:] I float on the breeze, like the pollen and the birds and the bee's I'll always have roots in the ends, Like bushes and tree's upon metropolitan
arrange the rover Nigga trade ya rover for the redrum stains you sober (Chorus: Kool G. Rap [Chino XL]) We could've came from out the bushes
Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done (Bringing back sweet memories) (Bringing back sweet memories) (Bringing back sweet memories) (Sweet memories) Life, living in Flat bush
's where I rest my head I understand you gotta rest yours true Nigga my people's dead America, together we stand, divided we fall Mr. Bush sit down, I
the elevator man Now, we're moving slow without a sound going up and going down Take an intermission while the bird is in hand With two in the bush,
you gotta put that hob nob in ya gob If you the last one to come on the biscuit I'm so sadistic so I fantasize about finding My mums ex floating in a
in the bushes, And I saw someone shining like the sun, And I saw all the angels circle 'round us, Up here you see everyone I saw you floating in
the new washing machine Washing machine Washing machine I watched them go 'round and 'round My blouse wrapping itself around your trousers Oh the waves are going out My skirt floating
ghetto economics Spit from the voicebox, nasty with sonics Animals released out of boxes Plus we got that Stronghold on the throat That'll leave you all gone on the float
Figures dance around and around To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness Moving to the pagan sound. Somewhere in a hidden memory Images float before
round on my floor. Jehovo witness knocking at my door. Rednecks sucking life from a can. Naked women magazines making me a man. Big Blond Bush, schizophrenic
