Mexican girl With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world Four Winds blowing through her hair
top on whatever in Bitches - let your ponytail blow in the wind Inhale the chronic, blow out dollar signs Nigga you can drive a Bentley if only in your mind Four
trees Trees so strong That they never can fall Four suns alight In silver grey sky Wild river flows With rage alive Lions of fire approach me Carved by the wind
night Without a tone Four winds howl into the night It's cold and wet Horses, black and danerous Horror runs my blood Tyrant The beast, comes to kill
You got ????? away You got your 24 karat gold pierced earning in your nose Twenty four years and you still don't know which way the wind blows You got
three. Her prayers and her feelings would shame you and me. And the choirs kept singing of Freedom. Young Carol Robertson entered the door And the number her killers had given was four
anything today the only way When we start to rock We never want to stop again Hit the lights Hit the lights Hit the lights The Four Horsemen
him at all; how many of his pals have been killed. Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it was Last night the wind was
-nine years, Turn, turn to the rain And the wind. A crash on the highway Flew the car to a field, Turn, turn, turn again. There was four persons killed
t no pain, no lies, no time for fear But a little gangster in ya elo eems story the 10 versions Allah who act wise, I sing to the surgeon And four winds
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz Your all my life (all my life) [Verse 1] Let the caprice blow, sunroof Roll in the wind, sippin on something
flat Lookin' for a girl - I ran into a guy His name is M.C.A., I said, "Howdy" - he said, "Hi" He told a little story - that sounded well rehearsed Four
mighty earth drink their blood I turn my face to eternal sky And praise my elders' God Equimanthorn hear my Hail You're the mighty four winds night and
lie in shame I let mighty earth drink their blood I turn my face to eternal sky And praise my elders' God Equimanthorn hear my Hail You're the mighty four winds
in this....) Make it rough (We have sporadic fires throughout the city of Los Angeles) [Verse 1:] Not guilty the filthy devils tried ta kill me When
yourself down around Mobile, Make it on out to a club called Jack's, If you got a little time to kill, Just follow that crowd of people, You'll wind
s with rims Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people
