walked a little deeper Breathless and too alive to sleep You always said I was a dreamer But now I know who's dreaming deep You took me to the woods
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we walked a little deeper Breathless and too alive to sleep You always said I was a dreamer But now I know who's dreaming deep You took me to the woods
in these parts here You don't know how hot this is here The streets need this shit here [Verse 2] I walk rappers through the Killa woods any day They
don't give a fuck He can make love to you, I'ma beat it up… [Chorus] [Verse 2] Me & shawty in the coop, lord knows she's a star (star) For some strange
not long ago There was a little rapper about to blow But his album came and it was not good I think it went lead or double copper wood So the silly little
And if the lake can't Be the sister To the moon To the river To the sun The leaves are falling Cutting the moonlight They brake the waves Gazing to the stars
get so fly so high like im a star so high like im a star so high like im a star feelin so high like im a star
snow Still I follow on to where she is going For she has promised me magic if I follow on She takes me to a part of these woods Few have ever seen Where
years have passed Every day the woods have cried The words of vengeance and revenge The Gods have watched him day and night By the Northern stars bring
enchantment. Of ancient cyclopean temples, raising jewelled spires to the stars. The is witchcraft in the moon, And brooding silence reigns over the woods
ain't a strip club, but she act like it Ever seen her, bowling pins dawg, she stacked like it Now I'm at the bar, chicks treating me like a star In my
bret mazur, mad lion) If you got an itch to catch some havoc there's mayhem in the plastic City of la la i mean the land of holy zsa sza The wood is
kids wont know we bought the presents I want you home today on christmas day [Chorus (ad libs D. Woods)] [Bridge:] I wish upon a star That wherever
Black shirts, Honda Civs, MySpace, Gangsta's don't know how to act, killa tat, dancin' to the fattest tracks Wood ranch, Hooligans, Jeffree Star, nigga
it Your lyrics did and your gangster look did it So I would write it if y'all could get it Bein intricate'll get you wood, critic On the internet,
lights, lights Flashing lights, lights [Kanye West] She don't believe in shootin' stars, but she believe in shoes & cars Wood floors in the new
