ترانه:
The Wood Brothers Time To Stand Still

to remind me How time used to fly This night is so long I used to care You shoulda heard me Sayin' my prayers We always wanted Time to stand still

, open the door, man Hustle flow shit, yeah, aiyo, pass the cigar, Lord Come on, man, stop playing, man We in the cabin playing backgammon, gorilla monster slammers Brothers

me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred Like a piece of wood and dem spirits got the mutant's mind I'm gettin' paranoid and steady lookin' for the time

me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred Like a piece of wood and dem spirits got the mutant's mind I'm gettin' paranoid and steady lookin' for the time

the motherfucker bleed until it drip and let it drop I'm still that young boy that had a pocket full of stones But now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood

The southern end of the Misty Mountains Waters of Entwash and Limlight There it stands, the mighty wood of great age Hiding secrets from the early years

brother I feel Him I speak to God before I take my gat and juice ya 'Cause He tha one that's holding my future See as you learn me you journey out of time

laughing so they just left me alone So I guess I still got that Christmas in me all the time, you know? One year, I got a wooden roly-poly for Christmas

the motherfucker bleed until it drip and let it drop I'm still that young boy that had a pocket full of stones But now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood