Вершы:
Morning Wood Ride The Lights

we go, the hood (?...). They can relate to the fight, the real from the fake. Sound good hes alive. [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone] As I wake up early in the morning. Light

Beatz] Swizzy! U know... I'm just feeling real good I woke up this morning and said I wanna be like erm... You know! [Chorus] Michael Jordan, Tiger Woods

I should of been dead a long time ago Should of been me and not Wero Foot on the pedal while I race to the hood Go to revillations in your little black wood

you And the pure light within you Guide you all the way on May the long time sun shine upon you All love surround you And the pure light within you Guide

lift our hands in praise God deserves more than what we're giving Him Bow to piece of wood But it won't do them any good Meditate on false light while

dawn Moving in lines through the day, most of our planes Were destroyed on the ground where they lay waiting For orders we held in the wood, word from

rides, Someone help the girl with april in her eyes... She rode through the night till she came to the light, Of a humble man's home in the woods,

time to ask. Continue clock freaks with misfestior, Rolling expedision with the lether interior. Wood grinding TV, The ride

in the mists of the morning The snakes and the spiders were sadly performing The bark of the dogs kept up the warning Inside the wood. Sweating and swearing