we ride over the mountains Over the mountains that stand in our way We will fly, higher and higher Searching for destiny. Where will I find my heaven
find myself involved in deep thought I wanna see is heavens a place like we thought And Christian science seems to think it's just a mindstate But before I put my
with palms of ? ? Who stole my afro-pick? Who licked my fingertips to sooth scratches from the vinyl groove? Has anybody seen faith, beauty and hip hop? I have to find
before I put my trust in a man I'll just wait Or better yet, I take the journey for myself Put a bullet in my own head, it's my death So when twelve o
