It's all about that knot in ya I'm alone, I roll with 6 niggas with stones Every hour tap my phone with embezzlement stones Get a loan from the stocks
the blood away Now your body stays And the coldness of your lips Eclipse like the first true kiss of winter Pining for the dead on the stone floor
a place for the dead Overcome by woe and here, I've grown So fond of dread That I swear it's heaven Oh, sweet Mary Dressed in grief Roll back the stone
the ground Years rolling by just like a dream I'm partly human and I'm partly machine They've lost you and fate put your name on a stone Perhaps now
in his anger and his pain "I am no more Chief Joseph. Rolling Thunder is my name. They condemn us to a wasteland of barren soil and stone We shall fight
on a winters day, but that's okay Don't give me your friends Because I've got my tracksuit ready on So we could sort this thing out, lifes a rolling stone
was at my knees I stayed in this little old town Winter rolls around Freezin' up my brain Sayin' you'd better move around Before you go insane Summer didn't lie, winter
I'm gonna take a walk by the lemonade lake Let my feet get wet and the grass in my face Rolling up in the summertime setting ablaze Throwing stones and
All smiles, all easy, where you from? What you on and what's your story? Mesmerizing tones, risin' pianos, this is my zone so stop clonin' Pick paper scissors or stone
In the winter when the cold comes And the wind blows with a scornful spite And the hard ground feels barren And the forest is deathly quiet And the
to me don't you lie to me Don't you make me mad I'll get evil as a man can be Yeah Well I will love you baby and it ain't no lie For every winter till
I'm Yours And I'm Hers (Johnny Winter) I'm Yours And I'm Hers You know I'm yours and I'm hers Somebody else's too, oh yeah You know I'm yours and I'
hours, And hours turn into days The storm started howlin', I'm out of my brain I'm out of my brain For so long The fall turned into winter, The winter
I Mean Harder Den A White Tie White Roll White Wheels Whiter Den Some White Pills White S550 Sittin On Some White Hills Niggas Thinkin Furs 4 Da Winter
spinnin in bank rolls Makes us grim and stay stone and strays kids from the way home It's simple subtle suckled since infancies slithering fables Whispering winter
the scanners listen System jammer, right on ya rack, black panther on a mission Right back at you,ready to cook this shit! Babylon apple, natu-wu (natural) habitat, stone