Into the mountain Into the sea Into the graveyard Into the leaves We don't need our bodies We don't need our minds We don't need discoveries Just leave
just like me My life be so good, so good Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka-good Things come to those who wait But too late my life's to great to wait
like me My life be so good, so good Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka-good Things come to those who wait But too late my life's to great to wait I wanna
the land of the lost Trans-Canada crossed patriotic and a honor with a hand on my heart from the Greatest of Lakes to the greenest of greens to the Rockiest mountains
what's your name? DMC, the king is me Your Highness or His Majesty Now you can debate, c-c-c-concentrate But you can't imitate DMC The Great Dissin'
[Verse 1] Hey yo, you see me, rock with me Riskin to diss me Klaus Kinsky, 6' 3'', 2-60 In the wilderness, see this great white grizzly Out for blood,
Somewhere along a high road The air began to turn cold She said she missed her home I headed on alone Stood alone on a mountain top, Starin' out at the great
wood By the wooden king's men But now I'm alone 'Cause I've made up my mind By the spell of gold The king under the mountain Will risk the great war
on your night face As red as Shanghai in Autumn Moon If the frozen flat birds can thaw To soar north against the wind And stare across this great wide
one just like me My life be so good, so good a jigga jigga a jigga jigga good Things come to those who wait, but too late my life's to great to wait I
the fairest one Baby everything Pales in comparison Mountain summits and desert sunsets Fireflies that dance on the night Weeping willows and perfect rainbows I?ve seen the great Northern
has set thy spirits free. I have sworn an Oath to my Gods for great victory. At dusk we strike and conquer. In the wake of battle, past mountain and
unknown perils fly. Silent is a North man's calm. To horizons abound. Our faith is solid and true. "I will carry you to great wealth and fame," Promised great
Sioux And the tears and devistation of a once proud warrior nation This I know ?cause I was riding with them too I drank mare's blood on the run when I rode with the Great
them windy b.c. mountain passes finally flatten out hairpin turns and pst got my heart up in my throat it?s hairy haulin horses up across the great
spring time So many questions in my mind Summer came and left me waitin Not one answer could I find I see you in the Rocky Mountains I feel you on the great North
like a kid on Fisher Price, watch him kick it wicked nice on the microphone device. We delivered in the Dirty, impressed the Southwest, navigated North
know them boys, they don't play [Cam'Ron] Aiiyo, I'm bouncin' through an ounce or two My crib look like the Fountainblue A fountain too, no water, only pumpin' Mountain
