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been smarter
Push through the pain
Let it fuel me like energy
It's demon time I feel bad for my enemies huh
I'm going I'm going cant stop
Give me 3

no clock
She look at me
When I walk in the spot
Can't speak to me regular
Turning it up
On the jet fuel so its
Never enough
Up in the stars
Galaxy live

Freak It On

Bomfunk MC's

Burnin' Sneakers

2002

Sure shock rhythm and the boogie bow wow

For the monster jam turn it on now
More and more 'cause we down by law
Raise the roof 'cause that's what we

My Own Prison

Creed

My Own Prison

1997

Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn

(And I said oh) so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that

My Own Prison

Creed

WBCN Naked Too

1998

Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn

(And I said oh) so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that

a suit on
Disrespect the clique, and oh, you know they ain't got far to go
That's when I grab em by the neck, hit 'em with that RKO
Outta nowhere, I'm

on and fuel my fire
Turn me on your my exciter
Love how you make me feel when
Baby you just blow my mind

Out on the floor I only want you more
Lights get

by the great missouri pacific line
there goes the last train out of town
the sun beat down and there's nothing more to see
i turn my shadow back

they yearn for the cup.

They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank,
Wreckless and wild they pour thru the turns,
Their

yearn for the cup.
They deftly manuver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank.
Reckless and wild they pour through the turns.
Their

We Get By 
Bomber Alley 
Written by Talon Blaque & Dikk Per Bortner

I'm all out of motivation, feeling down
Looking for a friend to spin me around

offering the only option
From the cockpit rocketing into the future of our human story
It's blurry
Obscured by dust clouds and fuel to bust down the fool's

passion as fuel the money gone come
Never turn on your family that's rule number one
Rule number two: respect who you've become
Rule number three: the job

Do not hide your sorrow,
Or banish it from sight
Take it out to burn,
Turn the pain against it

In a day, that holds no other
What are we? The fuel

turn fact to fuel
Fifty-two, like action news
Action starts by grabbin' cards
Makin' sure they're all there
Next part sayin' what's up to Grandpa
By

Aw man, I'm hurt
Hurt by your pain
Hurt by your lies
I look in your eyes and I realize
Why you wanna hurt me
Girl, I can't see
Why you wanna hurt me

of us gaze with altered eyes
Why do
Why do we then turn our heads
What's to believe in a world of deceit
Where everything's led by their fucking beliefs

on the border
It's a very very lovely day
To set a fire by the bayou, lil baby's in the pyre
Such a lonely day
When the ire stops burning
Tell me what did you

Loose cannon, double barrel triple stack with fentanyl
Lighter mixed with gasoline will turn em to some vegetables 
I'm tryna tell you man you might just

earned the pick (Yea)
Pass the blunt, who's turn is it (Who's turn?)
Investing for returns and shit (My return)
Flex, then I return the shit (I return)

basement we up on the roof
Dem a lick shot wi outta range
And we bullet proof
Aye

Queeeeeeen (turn it up now turn it up turn it up)
Vibe to dis energy
Mind

Footsteps of thousands before me prepare for what I’ll become
Silence drowned out by racing thoughts of what is to come
The rain comes down
Pouring

I bet I know just where you wanna go
By that look on your face, we're heading out to deep space
Blast you off, I'll blast you off, blast you off

Woah, yeah
Cookin with that good gas gas gas gas like a deisel fuel jet
I might have to call yo bet
Fuck a nigga bitch Ian lookin for no shit
I might