I will fly away disappear into air I will fly away disappear into air I was there in my dream you came closer and I moved away I feel so bad after a night
in tha county jail my niggas clown bring a pound when they posten bail smokein' blunts in tha driveway my four-five screamin fuck tha police won't fly away
Hell, You Never Do It Like I Did It, Its A Mother Fuckin Pimp Thing. [Chours: Slim] Laid Back, In The Lac, Grippin The Grain, As Im Cruisin The Streets. (Stop Layin Back
Hell, You Never Do It Like I Did It, Its A Mother Fuckin Pimp Thing. [Chorus: Slim] Laid Back, In The Lac, Grippin The Grain, As Im Cruisin The Streets. (Stop Layin Back
pack up and fly away from here. You can leave your troubles in Ohio and lets forget all those wasted years not coming back, no, we're never coming back
Lets pack up and fly away from here. You can leave your troubles in Ohio and lets forget all those wasted years not coming back we're never coming back
dress is bringing it all back to me. and we are closer then whores caught up in a roundabout. no need to run away. the pig was snuffed and laid. we say
me in Or will I hover above lookin down on me Realize the situation and just what it all means A body laid to rest and a spirit left to fly No instruction
focused to win and acquire the things that glisten While others get left in the dust, miles away Placed in the opposite position, pissing their lives away
aint fun you caught one. Three off from the back gotta blow my guns woo-woo with a glock make your ass stop. Attack again won't come back again fuckin
awaiting By and by Lord by and by Well I followed close behind them I tried to stand up and be brave But I could not hold back my sorrow When they laid
Laid awake throughout the night Today the school's so loud And now it's all so quiet I plan to pack light Cause tomorrow we'll fly Taking off to a place
the rising moon And she stood to fly And she stood to fly away And she stood to fly She stood to fly away And all the stars were crashing 'round As I laid
you kow what I'm sayin'? Humpty Hump: Oh, come on! Shock G: Funk Mob is like, you know, all the new def producers who's doin' the fly beats now, like
Yo, yo, Microphone King Donald-D in the house [Donald-D] Yo, what's up, Ice, my brother? [Ice-T] Yo, yo, coolin out, man This is a track Chilly-D laid
you Fly, Fly Fly, Fly Days gone but i still feel i'm glued I look back and i never did let you Fly, Fly Fly, Fly You Fly, You Fly We never died cause
hersey I'm on that fly gangsta shit, I pop the collar on my jersey You know I got the heat the way the Vanson is bendin Same laid back flow, no dancin
had born. While riding back an eagle, laughing with the sun He spied an old hairy fairy man upon the river Young. and Sol said, fly away fly away if
