not built but they said drink my milk Didn't get nowhere switched up diet Started having hip hop, Pops didn't buy it Wanted more Springsteen, Earth, Wind, Fire
. The grey-haired elder opens the secret of his past, through night and fire his word again find the youth. His face covered with wrinkles like waterless earth
by you or by myself, trapped in my soul, lost in my spirit, I will never die Fire burns my soul Water purifies my body, Wind blows my dust away, Earth
I'll make it more than Experience is not an imagination You get what you believe in if you choose Somebody loves you, I couldn't get no higher Fly away
earth, wind, fire when I die I wanna go like that Fuck the devil's developments [chorus] run away, come away from the land of Sodom and Gomorra run away
the crowd I make you walk on hot coal no socks allowed A simple test that'll set fire to the best I represent the IQ's higher than the rest Heard the wind
-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black. It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
who hear, And through the night my call goes out unheard, I cry for company and get no word, The silent groan, God only knows, I stand alone. The wind
too late to try You never love a man till he says goodbye Cold wind blew my spirit away It's gone for a year and a day I ought to get out of this place
out Silly motherfuckas gettin' carried away But they fuck around with Fame and get carried away 'Cuz I'm a nigga of the Earth, nigga of sea Nigga of the sky, the Fire
sun in an envelope licked it, stamped it got eight thank yous in the mail, but nine planets means there's one left only the earth would thank me later
loves own hand So goes the prayer if for a day peace on earth And good will to man At twenty below the winter storm it billows But the fire is so warm
And heard the voice of the priest I once heard the angels Singing the song of the cross There was no fear, no doubts in our hearts No soul could ever get get
rhyme far, away away away From what you accustomed to hearin everyday, uh-ah You know the dope-choppin, gun-poppin, homies dyin I'm amongst it, save the war stories for Private Ryan, INI I wanna get
stage Now he twists indecision takes bourbon for rage Lead pellets peppering aluminum Halcyon, laudanum and Opium Sings kiss thee hardy this poisoned cup His winding sheet is busy winding
And oh I must be getting older "And" all this snow is trying to get me down There's a fire in the corner slowly dyin'"(away)" Sometimes I just don't
to die, kiss ourselves goodbye The whole world bites the dust, couldn't live while corrupted up Enough get up and get youselves together Get your kids