sweet rain wash me clean Rekindle the fire deep down in my soul Oh Lord Mighty mighty wind blow over me bridge Mighty wind enter in Mighty wind enter
My daddy said just come home I might as well come back to your own you go out wanderin every night you act a fool it just ain't right. I'll tell ya what
If you go away On this summer day Then you might as well Take the sun away All the birds that flew In the summer sky When our love was new And our hearts
might feel about my glory Two sides to every story That?s why I pray to God hoping that he reassure me The more the pain, the more to gain Come with this territory I might
niggaz really envy. I feel no sympathy. It's tight ill, plus I get slight chills when I write wills. Tired of looking at these ugly niggaz with ice grills. No telling what I might
at me I?m standing tall She knows how to keep it up We just left the club So you know we both drunk as fuck 30 min in second wind Call it cardio I go
charming me Just like this beat is gonna do On the radio Damn, I thought you knew me By way you?re talking to me You get any closer to me Then I might
'll make it there To the place where reality and dreams And love will be together I'll keep the light from fading If the clouds blind your way And the wind
' for a mate, we'll find you a boo You just might see one in this zoo Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo Animals on the loose loose loose We get wind up like It's a
pier And every summer now for five long years I grease the gears, fix the lights, tighten bolts, and straighten the tracks And I count the days 'til you just might
there's a night train I know he's gonna stick it out Ride that crazy white horse He's a man He's a big in paradise But it might get blown into the winds
in a fight I'm about to lose This might be the heartache that don't stop hurting That just keeps working on me That just keeps picking on me And these might
myself on a limb And I feel it giving way from the weight of the rain If I brake or I bend I get myself together again, put my face to the wind It might
walks softly but she carries a big gun She walks softly but she carries a big gun The most venomous feminist homie, she ain't soft You give her trouble then she might
ain't souped, so forget about that We might take a pictures, sign a autograph Kick a little flavor, have some fun and laugh But step to me wrong, you might get shot And wind
give a kiss to Santa Claus Merry Christmas to all and all a good night Now we all living the good life Yeah, though it's forty below the wind chill
Celebrate it! Celebrate it! It?s a holiday nigga I made it! Celebrate it! Celebrate it! It?s a holiday nigga I made it! Verse 1: Yea, feel the wind
We'd be worn out but we?re just about to catch our second wind But the night ain?t over yet There?s a whole lotta moonlight left To do things we might
