tall black trees in the wind, they sway and they bend. leaves in your face, now you're gone. a war can last too long. a memory in your place
never truh-uh-trust a bitch Make sure I gotta silent 4-5, if this nigga snitch Get me in the fix, and I can't snitch out the mix Just gimme tree lives
Dawn You understand The strength of ten Men in your hands It was another time It was another place All is not lost And gone to waste Beneath the tall trees
the house tonight And he's gonna teach you about life and death" I was born a God damn failure Dropped outta school at mitalia Found me a nickel and lost
was tryin to stay positive even though I pretended it It helped cause at home I was lackin a happy ending For all, saw a lot of tall trees fall In the
Now I got keys for you, I believes in you Ma, don't you know, I bleeds for you? Sheeeit, real tall, you was meant for me No pretendin' to be, somethin
: [Ice Cube] Now is the time... C'mon y'all Stand tall, live your life to the limit Cause haterism seem like a fucking epidemic And look at Ice Cube
left the world And then returned And now you're lit up by the city So Please, remember me Mistakenly In the window of the tallest tower call Then pass
early one Tuesday morning and decided to go for a walk in the tomato field behind her house. As she was walking along she saw a magnificently tall invisible tree
ever wanted for herself. Not a single song as been written since her arrival.) In a high-rise on the south side, taller than the tallest tree. Perched
face Heard but not replaced I ventured to talk, but I never lost my place Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day Lost in lights array I ventured
Im smokin loudly, i woke them all I pick up that tree, when its not far Im gone off that tree, when its not tall Im in love with tree, i'm a avatar I
times in the same night Now I got keys for you, I believes in you Ma, don't you know I bleeds for you? Sheeeit, real tall, you was meant for me No pretendin
home by moonlight alone Or can we go out to where the wind howls And stand to lean up against the trees? They've grown up so tall that you can't see
grassroots and let 'em grow I understand, it ain't no love lost But little kids, it ain't no Santa Claus But remember, brothers and sisters You can still stand tall
Praise Him in the mornin' For tall and lofty trees And praise Him in the evening For children on their knees Oh and praise Him in the noonday For gentle
Barbara in summer, yeah, she feels like that Hey, she's like a canyon drive in a midnight sky Those eyes are deep enough to get lost Her legs are palm tree tall