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Albums:

Gas Pedal (Sage the Gemini) · Gas Pedal (Sage the Gemini) · Gas Pedal (Sage the Gemini) · Gas Pedal [Dave Audé Remixes] (Sage the Gemini) · Gas Pedal (Sage the Gemini) · Gas Pedal (Sage the Gemini) · Pedal Pushers (Sharon) · Pedal to the Metal [CEMA] (McAuley-Schenker Group) · Pedal Faster Bicycle Rider (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Pedal to the Metal (Wiseblood) – and 90 other albums »


just got speed, nigga
I handle my ass, pedal to the gas
Life is but a getaway dash
My mama stash guarded by my pen and pad
I'm drawin' weapons with
the unannounced, I'm out

And I like to give a shoutout to the brother jet jaguar
Megalon and king geedorah
I call this joint right here gas drawls
mangoes, the other lightin my hash
Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the a** (what?)
Came home uptight, ready to mash
Like a gas pedal, get on that
Dre's light in the ass (what?)
Came home uptight, ready to mash
Like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level
AK-47 heavy metal
Who say Dre ain't
like rouge elephants
runaway rhinocerous, cut out they asophagus
ask most I'm half ghost the last rebel
smash metal like cinderblocks tied to gas pedals
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
stash, feeling too legit
90 on the dash, slammin' on the gas
Passenger mad, saying that the break pedal do exist
I'm saying "I'm late man, I got school
With ecstasy.

I'm child-like terror I tore out the tap roots
Cards of the lash were calling to follow suit
I dashed for the swamps, the hounds in
to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture 
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be
watching 


Verse 2 - Mack 10:
I got the hood on smash homey
And though I'm ballin full throttle
I'll never run outta gas homey
I'm so fly as the days go by
I killed the rumors that I'm running out of gas, no

My back piece, black ink by ? war chiefs
Speech pay a hose, Palomino, bow and arrow flow
Colt
your strings
Making you feel like you in a dream
It's the king of the hip-hop quotables
Giving you multiples, just by the tone 
Of my voice
How this rapper do
Capital Punishment, when I'm up in there
Suckin' it, bustin' it out, nice blouse
Let me unbutton it
You fuckin' wit King Papi Chulo
get gas
So check the stress sure to step to the left
With the no E tap on the top pass it back
Give a tap to the child, pass it, sorry, keep it goin
How this rapper do
Capital Punishment, when I'm up in there
Suckin' it, bustin' it out, nice blouse
Let me unbutton it
You fuckin' wit King Papi Chulo
hush puppies
So give me that king crap
And I'll break a shell
You seen that?
Well fuck 'em if he don't take it well
So crack the top off that hot,
hush puppies
So give me that king crap
And I'll break a shell
You seen that?
Well fuck 'em if he don't take it well
So crack the top off that hot,
Robitussin
I'm the king, ain't no discussion
And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion
My consumption is the illest
Section eight, I know you