my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind The answer, my friend, the Answer is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind
-shore seaman Goin' to the Islands to have some fun Hit the beach and take in a little sun [ Brother Marquis ] Feelin' the breezes of the cool winds blowin
me, and even I someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride Put down the top, now we flossin Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
the twinkies spin Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen' It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind, with the 'dro in the wind [Trick Daddy]
: (feat. MC Shan, Raheem (Furious Five), Doctor Ice & Kangol (UTFO), Kool Moe Dee, Sha Rock (Funky Four + 1), Tito (Fearless Four), Grandmaster Caz,
go slow down down down I love you (3x) I love you STAND UP INTRO E no be as e be before E been dey sweet like sugar cane oh My brother Everything
us, working for the good of the Wu Tang" "Die!" [*sounds of fighting are heard*] [Verse One: Street Life] So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind
the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen' It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen' It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind
Ac's with rims, Flippin' mix tapes to bitches feedin' me grapes, Peep my mind state, Big Poppa' flow is lethal, That weed make my ass wanna kill four
the ocean like a long-shore seaman Goin' to the Islands to have some fun Hit the beach and take in a little sun Feelin' the breezes of the cool winds blowin
[Dell] Dell, murderess world wind of wit get the worse of I break it down bit by bit Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory
drivin' Then what's all them muscles gonna do? Huh, John Henry? Gonna take a little bit of vinegar out of you" John Henry said, "I feed four little brothers
cabs, to rottin with my niggas And hooprags, to the Jags, no top, all glass And y'all chicks with long hair, take a seat right here So I can blow this wind
Now here's a little story I got to tell About three bad brothers you know so well It started way back in history With Ad Rock, MCA, and me, Mike D Been
chain yeah Jakes beware black rap millionaires Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin this year One eight hundred gambino niggaz yeah [Meth] Wu roll together as one I call my brother
for protection Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan Spotted last night in the all black van Coming down the block with guns out the windows Licking shots off every time a wind blow
of us, working for the good of the Wu] Tang" "Die!" *sounds of fighting are heard* Verse One: Street Life So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind