has to end And if you need to find a way back Feel you?re on the wrong track Give it time You?ll learn to fly Tomorrow is a new day And you will find
story has to end If you need to find a way back feel you're on the wrong track give it time you'll learn to fly Tomorrow is a new day and you will
Traduzione: A1. Learn To Fly.
to ring & ring with harmony Never let a battle no destroy our family We should embrace every race as a nation There will be no strings attached to make the match it's a
'll never get our day Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shape Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die Before we learn to fly, some
we hit your town Catching Feelings [Verse 2: Napolean] Yeah, Napolean. Picture me sipping on 1-5-1 Drunk then a motherfucker Dropping my gun Or as high as a
son done became a man. Watchin time fly. I love my people do or die. But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly. June 1-6 7-1 The day mama pushed
', ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle Stunt I'll have ya homies burn a rest in peace candle As wise men speak, I listen and learn A man dies, a
is like a rollercoaster, up and down quick Cloudy grey days hide away the sun rays My only escape is to kneel and pray or smoke hay Everyday [VERSE 1
it what you wanna I'm a bonafied loner and a stoner Starvin' like Marvin' and Nona Still bendin' corners and a proud owner of the skill To get the whole
a sattelite Rover with a rocket telescopic sprocket pocket pulley and a fully automatic stun gun cause I'm a bully My hair was wooly I'm a muillion a
on. [Hook:] Hold on is what they say But I say open up your hands and let it fly away Until the day it comes back and it was meant to be Take a look
and it's close to obsession This poundin' in my chest been goin' 24/7 You'd think the pain by now would make me learn my lesson (oh) [Bridge 1] But
[Verse 1] Aint nobody worryin, when the shots fly high and the sirens start to ring, aint nobody worryin, when the kids die young and the mothers are
bastard be the baddest over a beat With battery acid in glasses and labeled as incomplete [Verse 2: Open Mic] You take back on the rack like a Lex Luger
up make you wanna bite my swaqq[x4] [Verse 2:] Na na na diva is a female version of a hustler of a hustler of a of a hustler I shine like luster, I'm
Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast And sometimes I go to sleep a
