long time, girl I'm going south Shot up the mountain Robbed that train No way out, little girl To get away clean The sheriff's like lightning Raised from the dead
Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl! We're almost home Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon Moon, moon, moon I will
,000 worlds are one. Where is he going to ? He?s going to make contact with the living and the dead... Here comes Black Gold... Gather round young and old... He?s going
,000 Worlds are one. Where is he going to ? He?s going to make contact With the living and the dead... Here comes black gold... Gather round young and old... He?s going
he didn't die fast 'cuz the brother had a vest Ooh, nigga took Kool G. with him Both dead from head wounds when the lead hit him Everybody going buck
to guzzle And how I loved The moon, and its sheets of seeds The moon tiding in your body The smell of your blood breathing And its taste in the sea in the south
A shadow glides above my plate And all I see is birds migrate Going south, remember me When you fly above the sea Autumn dies, serene and slow The lamp
coming along baby [Chorus 2x] [Hook 2:] And im going down south with ya Girl we headed down south And im going down south with ya Yea we headed down south
deep elder forests [Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war] We need great golden copulations The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead
A shadow glides above my plate And all I see is birds migrate Going south, remember me When you fly above the sea Autumn dies serene and slow The lamp
Hey joe Where you going with that gun in your hand Hey joe Where you going with that gun in your hand Going down to shoot my old lady You know I caught
my feet are nice If you're not going up then you gotta get down Put your head in the clouds and feet on the ground If you're not going in then you gotta
,000 Worlds are one. Where is he going to ? He's going to make contact With the living and the dead... Here comes black gold... Gather round young and old... He's going
bury rambo I cock back releasin' all shit for the boot camp Plus worker laying in dirt thinking the earth dead Adrenalin (? ) cats be amped up for action Going
know a thing till you get inside Dead President's corpse in the driver's car The engine runs on glue and tar C'mon along, we're not going very far To
Going To Rain Today Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going
