Gonna fly up to the moon, raising all of my money. Can't make it too soon, I am sick of it down here. Gonna rise up to the moon. So this is how the world
Tradução: Negro. Volar a la Luna.
fish Because there ain't much, that I won't do Unless it keeps me from being true blue Once in a blue moon there is a blue sky I wear my blue jeans and fly
'm So Fly; Flight Models Up Cause I'm So High Ha, Lil Nxgga Get Your Cheese Up Black Ice On My Neck, Make You Freeze Up Oh You Worry About Me, Go Figure
my spirit could fly I am glad about my decision As my word could always testify With the Muses I danced in the night Beneath the full Moon I felt the
said fuck it, and i threw the spear up into the sky, as fuckin hard as i could, threw it into sky. I sprayin mace up there I throw m-80s up there,
moon is fulfilled Slowly blackening the sky I summon up where the ravens fly high Towards the moons of Blashyrkh Death rides on black winds Evil enter
tomorrow the undead will thank me today Fly in the face of your prophets I mock your morality plays The moon is red and bleeding The sun is burned and black
a jet black saddle to ride upon Showed me the view Showed me the horses And he showed me you And you were young as morning sunlight You lit up another
room lights up a candle, Says, "Open up another deck." But the dealer says, "Attendez-vous, s'il vous plait,'' As the rain beats down and the cranes fly
will never die. And it's time that you know just how far I mean to go. We fly rings around the moon (repeat) Come tomorrow when the candle burns, and I wake up
to 36 double D met her in San Diego at tha Super Bowl party had the Heiny sipped it up, wit Terrell Davis MVP, we flicked it up from Sports Illustrated
snooped up Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick Man you a dick with a loose nut Video hard to watch like Medusa Even your club record need a booster Chimped up
And bottled it up, it hit the red carpet and modeled it up We hopped in the Ferrari and Pradaed it up Now everybody clappin, they bravoed it up All just
spit fire at the devil And I do whatever for the root of all evil Gold, silver, bronze, no try the black medal Turn yo mutherfuckin? flowers to feathers now fly
spit fire at the devil And I do whatever for the root of all evil Gold, silver, bronze, no try the black medal Turn yo mutherfuckin' flowers to feathers now fly
My punchlines give you black eyes Like like, go kill yourself Seven Pounds I've been to hell and back, and made it back fine Black diamonds killin' them, black on black
turn their speakers up, they claim I ain't deep enough All that talk and I feed off of, keep it up I'm relaxin, my feet is up I'm leavin you haters, like