You can take me to the place where everything may grow Today the millions cry for happiness Is the story true? John and Jesus too Is the story true? John
You can take me to the place where everything may grow Today the millions cry for happiness Is the story true? John and Jesus too Is the story true?
body move to the music Ooh, you've got to just Let your body go with the flow Ooh, you've got to Let your body move to the music Ooh, you've got to
greener We had a dream, we pursued it 'Member that conversation, all or nothin' before we lose it? The soft words like music Came at a time I needed soothin', soul, body
Brothers and sisters We are here for one reason and one reason alone To share our love of music I present to you, country music without prejudice, hey
unforgiven? "Legends tells that the creator of this poison's name was Ice Although, others have told different stories, no matter Who or what invented the monster, their souls
you got Now answer this do you know what fire is? Yeah The body of hot, the motivator of pots Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release Ask your niece or
time And I've never seen most of the world I don't know Diving out of the sky Or living like the diamonds of pearls See I haven't danced to a musical
the party, Marti Grati Now get me a shot of Bacardi, let it get up in my body Make my body, body rock, rock, I'm known to rip a soul full of shit I'ma
-out? But who's the one on solo shit and who want me the hell out? I'll bail out with a [unverified], that pussy makes me change Or expansion on the mansion or
, worldwide Let's reflect, e'rybody got a story We all ghetto B, here's mine Geah See I was born in sewage, born to make bomb music Flow tight like I
but the frame is special leave requested from the years I've invested arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope the body of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley go home or
You're still wanting me, you're still hungering Now the first time was amazing like I said Like nothing I've seen, done, or read Colors and music played
use it hopin you could grow to it Whether servin or a surgeon, you gon go through it Can't imagine goin through it, without soul music It's like Donnie
naw he got a gun oh shit ..shit...shit (JAE MILLZS) Okay its young money what you know bout it The simuarto will rip open your body and tear the soul
for a conscience, always looks the other way A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music
out yo' misery Tomorrow's gonna be another day Tonight, I'm gonna take it- life Grab the world and put it on hold Relax my body and rest my soul
