the dark and the lamp burned And his mother fasted and prayed as he slept Dreaming of blossoms, they were burning his throat He had eaten flowers, fell burning Flowers
on fire so I've been burning and burning ever since yeah when suddenly strings began I heard the melody again and again and again The sound of trumpets flowing
Aye yo, who's the most explosive one yet? The a roundest one left Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain't done yet? Flow like a trumpet to your
Holy River intertwines with emerald sand Chorus 3 "Oh, my God, the flowers sing!!!" As pure white horses kneel down For the King has made His entrance at the trumpets
barber (snorks) Hey punk, where you goin' with that Flower in your hand? Hey punk, where you goin' with that Flower in your hand? Well, I'm goin'
cut, a smile from ear to ear. The city cast in marble stones, "Exterminate the brutes," he moans. Dictators throwing flowers to the air, a trumpet roars
a.. little tune I just composed not so long ago" "Ms. Billie, Ms. Billie, Ms. Billie Holiday" [HORNS] [drum roll] [piano keys played] [HORNS] "Byrd..?" [trumpet
- wack flow, fur coat - Fat Joe Farrakhan - Nation, mad soul - Haitian A title, for this joint? Word Association {*7L scratching*} "Listen up as I take out the rhyme book" "Flow
st verse] Aye yo, who's the most explosive one yet? The a roundest one left Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain't done yet? Flow like a trumpet
? and the tires and the bottles and the caruponrims ? and the heat swims on its fenders and the dust collects and the rust of autumn surrenders into gold ? trumpet
Men fall hard who walk on stilts and stand on soapboxes, may gravity forgive me my long legs. for those who trumpet blazenly are made to teeth aluminum
Bacon" by some butchery tool. (he is you) Social Security took care of this lad, we watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower. A flower
right now Now all the streets are paved with petals, the parade is coming through it kind of feels like royalty cause? everyone?s in blue and yellow flowers
* *Talib Kweli* *Black Star* *Reflection Eternal* [Chorus: repeat 2X] I am what you want to be but you can't though Prime example You cats can't flow
the dark And the lamp burned And his mother fasted And prayed as he slept Dreaming of blossoms They were burning his throat He had eaten flowers Fell burning Flowers
to heave Mr. Ryan just breathe I'll do a few more of these, then I'm gonna leave Okay Tom Cruise - Ray*Ban, Elton John - gay man Backpack - wack flow
