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Flowers (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

ft. Method Man, Raekwon the Chef, Superb

[Intro: Raekwon]

"Huh huh huh huh huh hah hah hah hah hah hah"

Yeah, yeah, y’know
Tranquilise, tranqulise
Yeah, yeah
Yo Ghostface! [echoes] (c’mon)
Raekwon! [echoes]
Meth! [echoes]

[Raekwon]
See me in the club, got a gun on my Lex/legs
Select paper and invade all the illest niggas
Tally up pen, yo, Live Crew meetin’
Layin’ in the lab with rolls o’ fly Mo-et ho
All niggas eatin’ (WOAH! [echoes])
Wreckin’ Ball Gangsters, unleash the law
Straight up, colourful drawers, bad whores
On the weekend eat a raw style like Flounder
Fuckin’ wit’ mine or how we design
My niggas might find ya
Layin’ in the Tropics, big dick shit on park
They way his Khak’s look, niggas on ?chocolates?
Movin’ out, coloured Durangos switch to me, bro
That’s how I picture rich niggas with the same coats
All rich niggas with the same coat.

[Method Man]
You can catch this crew, and fall in a ship
Fully equipped, on a star tack, callin’ a bitch
How much you get, when that Absolute and Hennesey mix
(Ultimate, ultimate) Wu shit, my whole click (Ultimate, ultimate)
Rubba-dub, ass in the club, showin’ me love
Sayin’ "Peace" to the nigga that thug, I got the drugs
And the .38, snub-nose, strikin’ a pose
Baby girl, throw the drink on my clothes, then meet ya ?bos?
Lewis Fritz, Hot Nikks, nigga what’s happenin’?
Any shit, holdin’ my dick, smokin’ a clip, thanks for askin’
Mashin’, the latest fashion,
Dance floor packed with whites, blacks and latins
All N Together, together for worship better
Now I put it down whether its Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical
Prop, skate, roll, bounce
I’m bound to wreck ya body as they turn the party out.

[Raekwon]
Oh magazine’s slipped, kinda like we lit
Deliver was a lit, ya niggas know
High niggas rent , I’m set like nuh Purple and the new Lex
Trifle and work, let’s murder eveything that Wu wanted sent

I’d better pay Big Momma for usin’ his lyrics
Pay Big Momma for usin’ his lyrics
(You betta) Pay Big Momma for usin’ his lyrics
Pay Big Momma for usin’ his lyrics (come on, come on)

[Superb]
And my mouth stay dry ‘cos I swallow the struggle
I might connect you to a VCR, add delay, bug you
I’m not a gangsta, I hate thugs too
I’m just a nigga that painted a picture without a paintbrush too
Without a paintbrush too

[Ghostface Killah]
Bulletproof Wallets, 20 t’ya kids that says made outta Korea
Top Sear, pass the beer, last to see a raj
(?) be beamed up behind the stove askin’ how Maria pop Leer
Cursed style near, burst out a purse with the gods you jeer
From Star’s Pizzeria, police hate the veer
Especially when the shots ring off in slow motion
when yo’ head hit the meter
You lost two leaders, at the same case speeder
Peter Slim Duch shook ‘em down for his reefer
James chased the recent with a hatchet on Easter
Two murders in the ‘hood, we call ‘em double features
Watch how I eat this, freak the best teacher
At the prayer with the preacher, I get (?) in the bleachers
And your girl, I might eat her
I’m a lover, not a biter (well, yeah)
I still catch her for a piece

[Superb (singing)]

He’s as good as the rest of ‘em
And as bad as the worst
So don’t hate me
You’d better move over, yeeeeeaaaah- (yeah, yeah) – eeaaaaaah!

[beat stops]

[Ghost] Fuckin’ idiots!

[beat starts again]

[Outro – Ghostface Killah]

Yo, uhuh, Wallets motherfuckers
That’s right, all my shit is Bulletproof
Stoop for the Bulletproof (yeah)
Yeah, Projects (yeah) Bulletproof Wallets (DJ! DJ! [echoes])
On yo’ ass nigga, you heard?
Dirt-ass niggas, ya niggas ain’t got a chance [echoes]

Stadio [echoes]
One-three [echoes]
Word up! [echoes]
Ya now dead [echoes]

Compartilhe!

Flowers (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Flowers growing
By the drunken river
Flowers growing
By the burning bridges
Flowers growing
Out of my bones
On the toppled towers flowers growing
On an island above flowers growing
Behind a mirror, behind a door
Flowers growing
Drifting fires of orange flowers
Roll down the stair, down from a star
Where they lie so long, beneath the seasons
Dead among the
On the toppled towers flowers growing
By the drunken river flowers growing
On an island above flowers growing
Out of my bones
Drifting carpets of orange flowers
Roll down the stairs, down from a star
Where they lie so long, beneath the seasons
Dead among the
Drifting fires of orange flowers
Lift from your eyes, out with a breath
Where they lie so long, beneath the seasons
Dead among the flowers growing

Flowers (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I want certain words more than a thousand flowers

Memory rubs in my heart like sand on my feet
My heart is frozen tonite like blue coral in the sea

You are my twilight though not always right
You are so kind like the tide by my side
Because of time we lost our pride for love

I feel I’m alone again in the heat wave
I wish we could meet again,
You are already miles away

Flowers (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’ve been laying down the flowers
I’ve been waiting in the sun
I’ve been counting down the hours
One by one
One by one

I’ve been catching my reflection
I’m still looking at someone
Still perfecting imperfection
Like everyone
Every no one

I even saw it come
Knew the hit would run and run
And i, as it came undone
Knew that i’d lost everything
Everything i’d won

Here’s to all the things we’ll never
Here’s to all we could have done
Here’s to what became whatever
Whatever web we spun, web we spun

I even saw it come
Knew the hit would run and run
And i, as it came undone
Knew that i’d lost everything
Everything i’d won

I’ve been laying down the flowers
I’ve been waiting in the sun
I’ve been counting down the hours
One by one
One by one

I even saw it come
Knew the hit would run and run
And i, as it came undone
Knew that i’d lost everything
Everything i’d won

Flowers (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Our lives?
They’re nine to seven
Why aren’t things wild?
You said you was a flower child
I can respect your soul searching
But now’s no time for questioning
I’m sure you’ve been misled before
And once you’d trust they’d slam the door
But i’m everything i claim to be
You just need vodka and honesty?
Do you know who i am?
Do you know who i am?
My love is real
As real as the flowers
You smoke to get high
My love is real
As real as our god who has spoken on how we can fly
My love is real
As real as the flowers
You’re 22 why aren’t you free?
You’re mom and daddy’s victory
A soul that’s lived a thousand lives
Don’t hide behind a child’s eyes
I’m sure you’ve been misled before
And once you’d trust they’d slam the door
But i’m everything i claimed to be
You just need vodka and lsd?
Do you know who i am?
Do you know who i am?
My love is real,
As real as the flowers you smoke to get high
My love is real
As real as our god who has spoken on how we can fly
My love is real
As real as the flowers
I love you you hate me
I took math class that ain’t a fair exchange
I call you, you hang up
Don’t have to be a bitch and get your number changed!
I’m sorry, forgive me
I never meant to call you those names
But i’m lonely, so lonely please

Flowers (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(orbison/dees)

When i was a boy i ran among the flowers
Looking left and right at the bright array
I played through the spring, whiled away the hours
Lingered with the flowers every day

Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, life’s bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way

Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, life’s bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way

When the summer ends and the storms of life are over
When the winter comes and the petals fall away
They may write it on my stone, "he was just a roller
But he stopped to pick some flowers along the way"

Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, life’s bouquet
Flowers, picked some flowers, along the way