is blowing harder now Blowing dust into my eyes The dust settles on my skin Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for
up to the sky Angels come free me from ugly things And I'll fly, I'll fly, I'll fly I'll fly, I'll fly I'll fly, I'll fly
Übersetzung: Lamm. Fly.
Übersetzung: Lamb Lies Down on Broadway, The Soundtrack. Fly On A Windshield.
wind is blowing harder now, Blowing dust into my eyes. The dust settles on my skin, Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting
wings Carry me up To the sky Angels come free me From ugly things And I'll fly I'll fly I'll fly I'll fly I'll flyyyyyyyyyyyy I'll fly I ' l l f l y
through courts (uh-huh) So disrespectful I spit when I talk (woo!) I recognize niggaz tryin to copy my style But never been a nigga this fly holdin it
little angel like a lamb. But unlike the sheep follow no man. Tomorrow's your big day to show off your smile. Smile. Smile for everyone. You may fly
+ at 15 When I was 17 I had a fuckin m16 I'm in to deep by june 15th I had like 100 p's 40 keys X heroin methamphetamine [?] better than a fucking lamb
none of that shit you fuss about. I fly them in them bus em out theres nothing left to talk about.. {chorus} errybody lookin (yo-yo) lambo's get the
be taken alive Suffer!! Pushing them back, rebel soldiers attack The bloodshed, when will it end? Social unrest between the east and the west Lambs
and is rare to complain And I still love the smell of that sandy soil, Some say it's dusty, some say it's gold Cause it grows the sweetest fat lambs the
Does he talk about racism or atheism? Or do he just hate religion He's fly, then he looks like a bum then he's fly again Wonder what's his outcome? Well
state to state Rent to pay, state debate, contract dates Cheddar in error, slave mental death to the treasure Washing my robe in the blood of the lamb
yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where
stella went... and I don't need my groove back unless tha nigga lookin like 2-pac Unless he got colors like tu-can... sam, sam I am. diffrent color lambs
day's end The time that we had I laughed in my bed The stupid things you said We were two birds of paradise When I was a little girl With clay horses and lambs
