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Secrets of the Sand (Remix)

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Текст песни Mood - Secrets of the Sand (Remix)

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(Chorus)Givin` the secrets, secrets of the sandSecrets of the sand, secrets of the sandGivin` the secrets, secrets of the sandSecrets of the sand, secrets of the sand(Main-Flo _Verse one)I got steps to fly thisAnd chock moves for your epiglottisHeavens most modest, plans for the seventh GoddessRebuliding land where sands hottestThe oddest Yorks and ScottishThey posin` like they know who God isMy brethen sharp like sketches of artAnd I bet you we sparkLike a matchbook, weaponry smartThought beams, assault teamsDefinetly darkMoney and drugsCops and crooks, seperately parkedIll like nine with bodies on itThat nigga that Gotti wantedThought he was cheesed upBut probably frontedProperly stunted meet at the summitRest the stomach, assembled campfire styleBurnin` brand new hundredsFully obsessed though metal head like DestroHe played the vest low, club of Rome from get goColumbia trained to hit FloRoad scholar calypso, that gold collar with infoInto the jollies of baggin` niggasFor doing collie, selling clues to CharlieStepping out in Bruno MagliTia Quan and Judo hobbiesWitness say they knew the bodiesAbout to mob meSpiritualy my moves are godlyIn his likenessNo way they souls can fight thisPhysically rightous cobrs clutched qith tight fistNight of the living crisis, I know who Christ isFormat your God`s liscence with science mic chipsElectric life seed growing roots at light speedEngulf nice weed thoguhts hemorrhage `til mics bleedTwo hundred twenty fifth strike theme, alright teamLet`s pull together like Nike strings United Kings(Chorus)Givin` the secrets, secrets of the sandSecrets of the sand, secrets of the sandGivin` the secrets, secrets of the sandSecrets of the sand, secrets of the sand(Donte_Verse one)I`m a sand storm takin` human formA crown of thorns swarmed on my peeps first bornMy mere flowin` keeps goingHeat seek sea borne, so forever be warned!Or forever be mournedI`m cleverly armedwith God as a heavenly charmSo hope the weather be warmI`m cold, behold Donte, the ancient, the oldThrew my sand in the fire and I came out goldBold man at the gate with my hand in the lakeThe other full-o-sand, stranded on a land-o-hateWet and dry, Man its so hard getting byPeople don`t wanna try, they just sittin` gettin` highIn front of the crystal ball watching Bill Clinton lieA well-respected guy, I peeped him with my naked eyeMy fate ain`t confined under space and timeThe earth belongs to God, he said "Vengence is mine!"My effect is bright, I just bless the micLived right failed to die and got an "F" in lifeWe done fail and we rose, Went to hell and we frozeWe in our own purgatory and the heavens is closedWanna battle the Probe? man we travel the globeSteppin` out shadows blowedUnravelling codes at the speed of lightI could read and writeAnd open doors to death with the keys to life(Chorus)Givin` the secrets, secrets of the sandSecrets of the sand, secrets of the sandGivin` the secrets, secrets of the sandSecrets of the sand, secrets of the sand

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