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
Traduction: Agneau. Fly.
Traduction: Lamb Lies Down on Broadway, The Soundtrack. Voler sur un pare-brise.
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
kush Guns in the lamb Dumpin' moving fast Mo money then I seen Louie was the tag, the duffel bag and the jean Bald eagle shit fly born rich filthy with
All I Got To Say Cant See Me Lil Nigga My Money In The Way. And Im Sittin High A Gangsta Ride Blaze If U Aint Gone Ride Fly Then U Might As Well Hate
walk 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
I'll fly away Forever to be in his keep Eternal life in the sweet by and by When raven dove, raven dove speaks When lambs walk with lions, a child tames
[Music: Sammet & Ludwig / Lyrics: Sammet] He was born into this world Living love but he got hurt And he sighed when he beheld The bleeding lamb Blood
bucks Lil Shawty my rims shined up(rims shined up) My ice is too (ice is too) Team yellow and red And baby blue Lil Shawt Shawty she lookin Shawty so fly
b+ 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
lambo's get the bitches (mo-hoes) stove make the cookies (o's-o's) hurtin these suckas feelings (ouch-ouch) Goddamn Gucci Mane just bought another lamb
answer to these rappers, who got it backwards like they zippin up they pants to pee!! Like Im just a rapper, n I aint dapper.. Im frequently fly, I can
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
boy Well they drew him from the forest Like they draw blood Tied him to a tree like St. Sebastian And he turned his head and let the arrows fly Through
