You've never seen us like this before So step out of your normal shoes it time to lose your Mind in this time it crisscross through the lines People
my heart and tell me why, starlight from the sky - tell me why!!! With open arms, I am crying. With open arms, I'm going down. Wind blows my joy away
was thinking to myself, 'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the
for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless While tears, is rollin down your cheeks Ya steady hopin things don't all down this
's Pac Chorus: repeat 2X When I get free, motherfuckers better watch they ass Soon as I get released, I'ma clock some cash Did some time locked down
don't know, I gotta fo' fo' fo' ya. So, so peep game At point blank range. The fame can't change what the game maintains. Strange. Wind against the grain
Make 'em all fall down before you now But I'm down on your ground You could come back, baby I'll be waiting here We could meet halfway to heaven Hell
beating, I went to hell Oh... This house is haunted Oh... Ha.... Oh... This house is haunted Ho.. . Oh... You float through the lining room, I watch my TV I feel you sit down
such a wound-up boy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy
: Intro: Yes I!!!!! yes mon!!!! A mi mon.......... It'just like di 4 elements of life yuh know Earth wind water and fire and none caan work widout
burning all shall fade Dead and dying here to stay Against his maker No regard for his fall The winds of the west Bow down to his call Famine and
stuff here and it's everywhere I go I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down
workingman's blues Well, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul Tossed by the winds and the seas I'll drag 'em all down to hell and I'll stand '
of life's busy race No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup If the wind's got you sideways with with
don't want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
to seperate and to break this all down, Now ain't that foul, So I asked the Lord to help me "Lord, why does this life overwhealm me?" When we livin in hell
the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind Gotta get mine doing my crime, Wid two in here, Steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve down on the Claire
prolly slackin, so be that anyone notice a flaw(s) feel free to let me know. Btw: Kray's voice when he enters is I'll beyond words; check it. [Flesh:] Down
