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I just can't sleep so I get in my car and I drive
I'm on the 101 and I'm cruisin' by 105
Got the radio cranked and the rhythm is comin' alive
can't go anywhere

But as we slip in and out of embrace
Like some old and familiar place
Reflecting all of my dreams in her face like before
been slaughter, but he turned his wheel

Well, Joe lost control, went into a skid
And gave his life to save that bunch-a kids
And there at that
the hill
It could have been slaughter but he turned his wheels
Joe lost control went into a skid
Gave his own life to save that bunch of kids
And there
Big Joe topped the hill 
It could have been slaughter, but he turned his wheel.

Well, Joe lost control, went into a skid A
nd gave his life to save
climbed up in that cab where I
Knew it'd be warm at the wheel
Well at the wheel sat a big man
I'd have to say he must of weighed 210
The way he stuck
Big Joe topped the hill 
It could have been slaughter, but he turned his wheel.

Well, Joe lost control, went into a skid A
nd gave his life to save
Born like this
Into this
As the chalk faces smile
As Mrs. Death laughs
As political landscapes dissolve
As the oily fish spits out their oily
you from the rear, as I tapped you right on your belt
And you tried to look surprised, like you didn't know I was behind ya
But I could tell by your
to see

Chorus:
Grown and Sexy 
From ya head down to ya toes ya know you fine (ya know ya fine)
Got that perfect face a perfect shape and perfect
Shit he left skid marks
I let the clip spark
When off in the hood
Played the bench till its dark
I'm profouned to the drug game
A thin line between love
you by my side
I see the smoke piling up in the rear view mirror
Yeah but I ain't ever seen it any clearer
If the house burns down tonight
I got
That you were looking at me baby by the Ferris wheel

I know you’re cool but you think that you’re chocolate
Get off my nerves, 'cause I still got a soft
the blunts and I got the beer
Daddy X hit and skids in the rear view mirror
We walked up to the spot, the keg's our destination
'cause runnin' local parties is
the middle when
Joe topped the hill, and could
Have been slaughtered except
Joe turned his wheels, and
He jacknifed, and went
Into a skid, and folks
Somewhere only we know, somewhere only we know

Meet me at the cross street corner by the grove
Cooking up ideas like my brain is on a stove
and El-P got time to kill
Got folks to kill on overkill
He hangin' out the window, I hold the wheel
There's one black, one white, we shoot to kill
That
and El-P got time to kill
Got folks to kill on overkill
He hangin' out the window, I hold the wheel
There's one black, one white, we shoot to kill
That
the wheel of my vehicle
Streetlights shining on my face, you can see it glow
The rear view reflection got clearer
I starting talking to the image in
in my grill
They must know that I got bird stashed all up in my grill
Camouflage by the armor all while it's sparkling off my wheels
And I fuck hoes
could be me baby mama
But I'm a chill, I'd rather work wood wheel
And throw them vogues and grills on candy automobiles

I'm still tipping on vogues,
niggaz'll sit that thang on them switches
Them by 9's be tickin' you broke the rear view mirrors
But that's the 415 shit I run with the 412

I gotta 'llac
ass by a distance

You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side niggaz'll sit that thang on them switches
Them by 9's be
no fear, Flipmode, Streetsweepers Oh yeah!
Oooh I like her, shake your rear
You look nice who did your hair?
Syke!!! Shorty over there look way
no fear, Flipmode, Streetsweepers Oh yeah!
Oooh I like her, shake your rear
You look nice who did your hair?
Syke!!! Shorty over there look way