that funky shit (in the woods) That be beyond understandin (in the woods) Yo we do it with the soul (in the woods) Timber (in the woods) [POSDNOUS:]
that funky shit (in the woods) That be beyond understandin (in the woods) Yo we do it with the soul (in the woods) Timber (in the woods) Posdnous:
Traduction: De La Soul. In The Woods.
for many men not my tone The blood of god is my defense let it drop down 2 my seed showers 2 your innocense 2 protect U for all eternity and with this wood
Yeah, they rob you blind, chew you up, and it ain't pretty And it's a soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin' Soul suckin', soul suckin
can freeze in bed You can sneeze in bed Catch the fleas in bed All of these Plus eat crackers and cheese in bed Oh the bed is a thing Of feather and spring Of wire and wood
a nigga bones, but never be stones and sticks I ain't the shit bitch, I'm the motherfucking commode And fuck everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul
a saint they've made you, just like Mary down in Mexico on All Souls' Day. You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood. Cool junk
Travolta Si tu vois flou et que tu rentres saoul Leve la cuvette et comme Tiger Woods vise bien le trou 9.4 FM de la P-Funk a la soul Et de suite,
Omaha Stylee In a minute everything you have can all be straight gone In a minute things you thought were tied can come straight undone how about some knocks on wood
a minute everything you have can all be straight gone In a minute things you thought were tied can come straight undone how about some knocks on wood
children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy They found his headless body tied up in a dark alley It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga soul
so much rhythm I can feel it MJG and Eightball we the realest Baby you can bill it to the P.O. box When you feelin real good Luxury soft leather with the real wood
The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead. Imprisoned souls
