You were made to overcome I can see it in your eyes You were made to rise above I can see it in your eyes So take these wings and fly And for tomorrow
, so take these wings and fly So take these wings and fly So take these wings and fly So take these wings and fly So take these wings and fly
Traduzione: Day Of Fire. To Fly.
Yeah, I'm kickin' it for real with B Real Come on, kick that fly gangsta shit Blowed away, flowin' away Chillin' like a mothafucka On this hot ass day
she'll belong to me, pass her to my homie That South boy of Middle G, in this G-A-M-E R-E-S-P-E-C-T, to the day I D-I-E Or unless you're a wanna be, then
When you're runnin from the cops -- and never look back If they could be black, then they would switch Open fire on them busta-ass bitches, and Lord
so much pain that to some niggas it hurts My guns bust And if you ain't one of us it gets worse Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll in fly mode I
hurricane's chasing us all underground No matter how many days I die, I will never forget No matter how many lies I live, I will never regret Theres a fire
fight each day it's kinda' hard to find a brother that's one in the same heavy heart weighing on my soul but I keep my head up bracing for the unknown bullets fly
looks so fine, she got me sprung scene hair, dark eyes, and fake extensions make this White-E want to mention how you got my eyes entranced and how you fly
I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire Up a fence runnin, cut my fuckin' hand on a barb wire Shits crazy, just a different day, its the
to stop breathin' on paralysis I'm cancerous cold-blooded battlest Pass the fifth, Hen makes me hazardous You're average, no way to challenge this Ravenous scorchin' fire
Love Me Like a Bird Dog Never learn to fly Ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies Love Me Like a Bird Dog Never learn to fly Ask me no questions
on the streets, just like a cello Modern day Othello, my bello, hell no, will never stop Wanna get high from my mind? Got them yellow top Fly around the
Mack, to her Foxxy Brown _Cotton Comes to Harlem_ gettin this money Uptown "Showtime at the Apollo," games up at the Rutgers All eyes on, we just some fly
Baby, baby, baby from the day I saw you I really, really wanted to catch your eye there's something special 'bout you I must really like you 'cause not
Baby, baby, baby From the day I saw you I really really want to catch your eye There's something special 'bout you I must really like you Cause not a
a mystery Though the world?s on fire Yesterday?s hard words is still in my head I feel no despair No regrets or sorrows Cause this new day Makes me dance