| Lyrics: | [Hook Goldie:]
Take this broken wings and learn to fly again and learn to live so free
and
when we here the voices sing the book of love will open up and let us in
so take these broken
wings
[Rap1 Red Dogg:]
Creapin' up on the microphone, It's C-Block we dippin' clean
floss with the funky flavour down with Misty - N - Goldie G
we rippin this hit near
rappin' the shit
we layin' the tracks and flippin' the script
droppin' the lyrics
producin' a song
checked the mic 1-2 its' on
rigity Red, bigity Black, get up with this
you can't go back
tisket tasked cock the hamma blast it
homies try to flex your pain rest
in a casket
you're takin' a chance you're rollin' the dice
you loose your luck you loose
your life
check yourself punk before a reck that ass punk
don't make me have to take you
for a ride in my trunk
I said excuses, excuses, I'm not tryin' to hear your stle is boody
by nature so get on out here
ya said ya could have necked the mic but you came to late
you said you could hyped the crowd, but your shit sounds fake
you would have stepped up on
the stage but you was scared to get slammed
you woulda, you coulda, you shoulda, but you didn't
Damn!
[Hook Goldie:]
Take this broken wings and learn to fly again and learn to live
so free
and when we here the voices sing the book of love will open up and let us in
so
take these broken wings and learn to fly again and learn to live so free
so take this broken
wings
[Rap2 Misty:]
Broken wings, symbolistic of another statistic
in this jungle
scene gone ballistic
realisticly the buck stops on an innocent child
with the word "can't"
spoken from a white smile
a system made to d |
