on ? ayyayoaii lets's ..until it's over, bring your body closer, one more shot and it's over ayaaayyoa put your hands above, put your hands up high see
can see So high, so high So high, it's all a mystery to me So high, so high So high, yeah you gotta believe me So high, so high...
high Getting high I could have you if I wanted I wouldn't even have to try Saved you if I longed to You didn't wanna see me by Gettin high Gettin high
this nameless place Lyin' restless in a heavy bed. Tell me straight out if you will Why must you torture me within? Why must you come down off your high
Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I Proud 'neath heated brow.
the future is mine! I mean ours, and the time says His Majesty's reign is up YES, YES! That His Majesty's reign is up!" So they stormed with hopes held high
: I'm Made of bones of the branches The boughs and the brow-beating light While my feet are the trunks And my head is the canopy high And my fingers
: I'm made of bones of the branches, the boughs, and the brow-beating light While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy high And my fingers
ears Rolling high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps We'll meet again soon I said ??? me heated brow Ah but I
2010 not 1864, Ah yeh we come so far, So I drive around town hard top and it's off Ah and my tribeca loft with my high brow art And my high yellow broad
gave them brandy But most of all I gave them time My well is deep, the water pure The streams are fed by mountain lakes I cleaned the brow of many a soldier
demons in as we moved from town to town It's hard to be a princess in the States when your skin is brown And mama smoothed my worried brow as I leaned
bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go...sill nowhere to go.. [Mos Def] Two words, United States, no love, no brakes Low brow, high
Blinded eyes screamin, "why?" tryin to beef with the how (on the ground) Wonder how with no wings, but we'll both fly Only a fool would bring war on the Most High
: (Brooker / Reid) Conquistador your stallion stands in need of company and like some angel's haloed brow you reek of purity I see your armour-plated
some Ecstasy Now you in my properties, but you have to pay my equity For the lowest point in my character I'll reach the highest place in the house when
thousand Cheshire cats Grin inside of me Yes my bird performs There she goes Shakespeare's sonnets leave me cold The drama stage and the high brow prose
greaves Of bold Sir Lancelot. A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield, That sparkled on the yellow field, Beside remote Shalott. His broad clear brow
