Lyrics:
surrounded by people like the bars of a cage.
Look out now !!!
Some kind of animal - You make me feel like,
Some kind of animal - Makes love like,
Some
the mountain is high
I can tell by the look in his eye
Yeah, I'm thinkin' of you now
You're the fuel for my dreams
Losin' track and I'm way down
This grip is
the storm clouds far away and
Hand in hand, we'll walk together side by side.
--- Instrumental ---
When they try to cause us trouble
We'll politely pop
fuel, and traffic bitches bust you
To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse
Like Noah, take em in two's for 40 dayz and 40 nights
In tha
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil
He conquered all he could, but yet he's feelin' consumed.
By this neverending quest for glory he couldn't fuel.
Like a typical fool,
(I would go
love.
Well you close your eyes;
You make love with a smile.
But baby you take pride
In the devil there inside.
Long instrumental break with spoken
Gone swirling tears came she went today;
Down Fallen years go by,
No place in learning how to cry; I went astray;
Understanding is a virtue, hard
find yourself With an instrumental influence
Use it with a positive sense
Or else yuh gonna pay the consequence
Rebel speaks again
I say be careful
(CashMoneyAp)
(VanDough)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
Niggas hatin’, I’m just screamin’, oh well (That’s oh well)
I’m movin’
it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em)
Use your brain homie, do the right thang!
depends on you.
If your work is good then it's trouble at home.
If your moves is right.
Then your dough is tight.
It's like running a engine on no fuel
Yo
High rises low self esteems
Dreams get fucked by nightmares mental rape
High rises low self esteems
Dreams get fucked by nightmares mental rape
Be
Behold
Behold
The images should make you scream
Desensitized by what you've seen
You revel in the filth of fiends
A product of the Hate Machine
to care.
guilty...guilty...guilty by ignorance.
no feeling...no substance...killing...you're killing through your ignorance.
so understand they kill, they
the way she walk
Turn into liquid
With her legs on fire
Gold and feathers
Hanging by a thread
Fuel for fantasy
Smoother than an angel
Sweat fed
choose)
I'm Dr. Ice (How can you tell?) You can tell by the mous'
And I'm the Educated Rapper (The brainiac
And Mixmaster) woo-hah (The four is back)
(Chorus)
Play that thing, man.
(1st Instrumental Break)
Some people say you live on an island
With Marylin Monroe.
And every night Jim Bo Morrison
Puts
Constrained by mind
And tamed by thoughts
Afraid of getting maimed by
Feeling insecure
And day by day it's harder to push on through
These
night was Plush but we moved to Fuel
And I be up in the booth drunk, actin' a fool
Friday night at Kaya, they still got love (they what?)
And the Shark
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
[Spoken]
Hell yeah!
[Sung]
Can I walk by without you grabbing me?
Shortie, tell me what you want from me,
Tell me what you really want from
fears Wave b wave I make you to mine Piece by piece you release your fears Wave by wave you make me to yours
Verse 2
Instrumental part
Bridge
Hey you in
Discuss these instrumental by fuel Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In