All the rain came down On a cold new town As he carried you away From your father's hand That always seemed like a fist Reaching out to make you pay
Get up I feel the way the wind blows It tells me where you've been through I watch the way the sun sets Until the night's inside you Some days I just
1, 2 1, 2, 3, 4 Between a father and a son Between the city and the one Before the teacher and the test Before the journey and the rest The shining
Who saw the fences falling Who broke the plough man's bread Who heard the winter calling Who wore the tailor's thread How many sheaves were counted How
the sun in wintertime In a big country dreams stay with you Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside Stay alive In a big country dreams stay with
We're at war all the papers say We will win I read today We are strong it wasn't us We are right who started this? Leave your work I just left school
If you could feel how I must feel The winds of quiet change If you could see what I must see Still hidden in the rain But when the thunder rolls It comes
Well you know who it is you ain't even got to ask it I am not the best I am the next level past it [x3] Haters see me passing like damn that bastard (
wildin unruly it was just the way to behave Kept the weight and the yay for most the paper we made in all dimes I ain't lying the pleasure was all mine Have big
it I bet no other tieto can handel it She gonna ride with her boy and I'm a geder done Hip hop country has never been done Chevey classic next to the big
chicks and move on up to the next bitch Big like texas don't mess with tha freshest Yeah I spin electric my set is the best In the PA, country, continent
Ain't got no money. I spent it all on a big black Cadillac. Yeah honey. We're gonna ride ride ride like Carowet(?) Cross country. For 3000 miles straight
sum up, make sho I'm straight Make sho my cup filled up with yak Make sho my paper come in stacks [8Ball] I come through like a mack, truck rumbling streets Big
a shades Flame on you Country niggas pay New bently coup 20 on some blaze Mark j com shoes Frank muller watch The square block bezzle Junior is the best
raised me and my bro, tried his best To keep us off the road,, and when my dawg got killed on the estate Things started getting bait,shit me out to them country
pussy, go brush ya teef Try to keep that Ca$h Money like big city, I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', durrt bags dro
leader His strange tasting ways... they turned me on I tried my best to sound just like him When he moves... he moves like lightning Across the world the news was flashed The country
non cagarmi il cazzo. Stumuk: A non cacarmil catzo. Massimo: 'Cause I have a big bunch of minchia! Stumuk: A big bunch of minchia! Phyllis: It's great
