walk. (Bridge) Things are in this world, are at best, like chasing the wind. Things are in this world, are at best, like chasing the wind. (Repeat
open my eyes To my cousin Big Flip locked down in the pen To my other homeboyz I won't ever see again Like gone in the wind Like a lottery spin When
air Our love forever That star is aquarius Our love forever Hold me aquarius Our love forever That man is aquarius Our love forever That star is aquarius Our love forever
i open my eyes To my cousin big flip locked down in the pen To my other homeboyz i won't ever see again Like gone in the wind Like a lottery spin When
August The redeamer and a marksmen, you walk, Johnny talk with a gun in your back often Or outlined in chalk wind, like a Mexican wind chime The Holocaust
before i open my eyes To my cousin big flip locked down in the pen To my other homeboyz i won't ever see again Like gone in the wind Like a lottery spin
