at me Tasting the moment I say, could we just Take a walk out through the yard And wander through the trees Sometime just you and me Sometime Wander through the trees
译文: 可能性. 树.
go wrong Family tree is burning to heat my house a little longer I'll be gone before the things that I do now go wrong Family tree is burning to heat
?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 breeze See the palm trees I could
Mild apprehension Blank dreams of the coming fun Distort the odds of a turnaround Gut screams out next to none So turn it on, tune it in And stay inert
, the phony, the friendly The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one that put 'em in me The snakes, the grass, too long, to see The lawnmower, sittin', right next, to the tree
Amazed at the pattern I've engraved on the floor Hard skills and hand saws, skilled saws and metal jaws Vertabraeic and algebraic, against all odds
Gods and bombs and airwaves And channels, desert rats and camels, reptiles and mammals Stand wisdom Daniel, and man who is Samuel Ezekiel's gonna overthrow in trees
at loaves hoes, I need a condom for my toast, busting in these n-ggas standing flat footed, I'm on my toes froze, pandemonium overdose paparazzi in the trees
gon peep me Go ahead and ride i think i'mma chill because i'm kinda sleepy Me and my niggas in my crew will get into it now we be at odds hardly Cause
No definition in between Couldn't make it in the movie scene You couldn't stay on, you couldn't stay clean What you wear is who you are The odds are
just a hair Dark and close, the way I like it Black tobacco chokes the air I keep to myself, I lack the language I measure out my life with coffee grounds The trees
, inside intelligence Say it, say it, say it what you gotta say Always ask and you will be amazed Just to make it in this world and go against all odds
Go east of your dream and farm Let peace and silence spin your yarn What harm can befall thee In yon wilderness of clove? Go on east of ginger trees
blame If I knew the way to the ornamental tree I would tell you, we'd be jailbirds, I'd be winking twice for free Don't call on your brother, odds are
volcano growin? up and die In school they tried to tell me that a tree it couldn?t feel But I have felt a tree and it was bleedin' for real In school
me feelin like I got you niggas crazy (Uh huh) Against all odds up lettin my thug mothafuckas know This'll be the realist shit I ever wrote Against all odds