for this Moment moment Past present movers moments we'll process the future, but only Through him we know, send flowered rainbows Apiece apart chased flowers
to the mountain Take the river to the sea Let the forest be salvation Long before it needs to be Take the water to the mountain Let your body flow upstream
Little girl lost in a forest of dreams It's a dark old wood and it's damp with dew Hoot owl hoots for a moment it seems Something big and cold has got
sailor, searching for the emerald sea. Just searching for the emerald sea, boys, searching for the sea. Oh my God. First love opens like flower. A black bear running through the forest
your boots Before they start to shoot Let's do it for the troops It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute Yeah, uh, so sick wit' the flow Yeah
Reading my textbooks again The bats flowed like traffic As they poured from the attic Heaven knows I could really use a friend I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest
les nuits de Duvalier Rien n'arrete nos espirits Guns can't kill what soldiers can't see In the forest we are hiding Unmarked graves where flowers grow
the tabloids All the fuss and fight none above a whisper From the soul of gold to the belly of a boy Well they drew him from the forest like they draw
I'm the river that flow through the hood Through the woods, through the birds, through the mud Through the bricks over the curves, to the forest reserve
in Heaven That lights our way home Like the flower that shattered the stone Like a bright star in Heaven That lights our way home Like the flower that
find no And tryin' those and sign no Ah, my name is Jibbs but they call me mighty trump The kid down a house with an outer space flow Stay waved up, poking madden with a flow
Jupiter Island is full of pleasures Glowing gardens holding hidden treasures Luminous flowers of yellows and greens Glittering petals that have to be
like chuck d/ never be like flavor flav but that clock around his neck is so fly/ and the way he complimentin chuckie with that bow tie flow/ make me
Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots My point is, your flow can stop
all search for sanity, but I think that it was lost again Now which stick of artists, can be the smartest My beam of sunlight shines the brightest in the forest
We search for everything Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy
the men in yon forest they asked of me, How many strawberries grow in a salt sea? And I answer them with a tear in my e'e, How many ships sail in the forest
conditionin Go get the lyrics of steel And take a listenin You see you nothin but a tourist In the land of the fittest You just a low life forest Hip