On our sillouhettes How soon Spring comes How soon Spring forgets I wanna stop time Say "It'll never begin" Old Man Winter be our friend Old Man Winter
Vertimas: Brangakmenis. Winter Song.
to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter Jackson
God Play Sheik out in the yard, but that shit too hard My dough too long, nowadays my flow too strong What y'all make in a year, I kick that for a song
On to North Carolina, Phildelphia and Virginia From down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter Jackson
Boy wonder, one summer, I was stunting Winter falls when I cake more Bag models and crush 'em I ain't never been a cuffa and my lifestyle is custom Chromy
in the winter snow My songs would keep you from the cold I would bring you flowers in the morning Wild roses when the sun begins to shine Winter fruits
and Motherfucker sometimes I cry when I think and Y'all ain't there when them tears bein dried by the sink (damn) It was cold in the winter, my community
Do I Drink An Motherfuckers Sometimes I Cry When Im Think'n Yall Aint There When Them Tears Bein' Dried By The Sink It Was Cold In The Winter My Community
in the struggle tryin' to get this fuckin' meal, why? Niggaz act shifty so I shift a long Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song I seen the shades
coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined Enraptured by the moon's sweet spells, 'gainst the skies of (Bleak and brooding) winter blackly etched.
coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined Enraptured by the moon's sweet spells, 'gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding) winter blackly etched.
in, we robbin' 'em Money dudes, make 'em come up out they shoes Run they jewels, word is bond, where my man Nino goin' And I had to make a song speakin
Dancin' violet dreams During nights of satin fame Acting jewel games, all forgiven You streak my heart More than pleasure in ice cold flames Crying soft
Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever With glee deceiving me Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her Siren song
