Letras:
House Of Fools Blowin In The Wind

sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind

up headstones, blowin' out headphones Steppin' to me, you'll wind up in the Dead Zone It's nothin' personal, that's how it goes, G Step up with beef, and you'll wind

yourself fall out of the oven Holy mountains They look so tired And it's a perfect day To lock yourself inside Who you fooling' with the fools are right

lose Im throwed off plum fool nigga loosen my screws I'ma pass my partner the tool leave you wet as a pool Lames get it misconstrued Gs you don't fool

tha house with out my heata consealed i got one in tha cham when i jump in tha range keep my hand on tha trigga i blow out ya brains leave tha club switchin

with the flow but don't be no muhfuckin fool Hell this music thing is all I got, I ain't makin straight A's in school And ain't wind up to be dumber

'm a slacker) Never did I have a lotta dough (I'm a slacker) Smoking pot and watching videos (I'm a slacker) Go whichever way the wind blows Those just

O Yo, but I ain't on papers no mo' Ain't gotta creep and sneak At least not to blow (Not to blow) I spent my first two years gettin' high By smokin' dollar

the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued All cause of wee girl with a can of gasoline Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing