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will be my fight
But I fear I may not last another round
But these thoughts will only fuel the fire

Written by Grant Campbell

Where the road leads, ain't no way to know
You won't find out until you go
Gotta fuel validation on your own
Cause if you let them gas you up, you explode

and the water
I am the fuel and the fire
When you're in hell
Only way out is through
Only way out is through
When you're in hell
keep pushing
I promise youve got

rocket fuel, your rocket boots
Rocket boots, rocket boots

Uh, look at you, you're so cute in your rocket boots
Your here, there, everywhere Like a book by

your own business  (Mind your own business)
If you mind your own business, you won't be mindin' mine.

--- Instrumental with ad libs ---

Well, I got

hearts
The saving of souls; that's where it starts
   
I died for a sinner, I died for a fool
I came to give life, you dowsed Me with fuel
You set Me

Tryna get me in the studio to pick a instrumental
Was busy in the traffic with the pickles in the rental
Free the real, cause the rollers tryna put

place
Cause how I get fucked up by stupid shit up in the worst way
You the fuel to the flame
You the coal to the fire
I'm tryna make a change that's my

night yeah we sipping on some rocket fuel
Cup of the ice
Vodka by the liter
Don't it sound nice
Peggy Gou on the speaker
If you can't fight then you

sentimental
If you don't get the memo I'm sending metal
'Cause we ain't just letting off on instrumentals no mo'
We ain't just letting off on instrumentals

Wake up, thank god for my pay stub
Collect my peso
Only thing on my mental, making instrumentals
40 oz's by the case loads
Got to know I love ganja,

to result in the fall of organized civilization.

[Instrumental]

ARBITRATION NOTICE: You agree that disputes between you and us will be resolved by binding,

and out

Trying to 'be the man' he was judged by sand
Soil, water and ice
Backed by his peers he continued to shine
On the up and up, a cut above them all

the ingredients to fill your sweet tooth


I can tell by the look in your eyes
I´m the one making your heat rise
The one that´s making your fire burn
The only one

Gimme a Ride

The Donnas

The Donnas Turn 21

2001

Speedin' up 'cause we're runnin' Late
Take the shortcut by the Super 8
I have to make it across the Bay Bridge
Fast enough to put the beer in the fridge!

PEAKIN' LYRICS

Hook
Who that peeking in my window 
Bouncin' like an instrumental
She can't get enough of my flows 
I don't like it when she wear

but instrumentals killing me
I got rap in my blood like plasma
Now I'm fucking flowing underground like magma
Soon I'm blowing up like Vesuvius in Italy

B t S
And thats by these standards
Beat the streets
Straight looney tunes Kush and fruit loops
This instrumental is amazing and this weed is too

them high I fly
It's no lie on the prize my eyes Instrumental motivating as I ride i rise
Yeah
In love it's hard tell them bye bye bye
The microphone is

Feel the level of this mellow vibration
An instrumental that matches my wavelength
Yes now you are tuned into my station
Let my occupation take over

tapped in my hidden power maybe just a little 
I felt ultra Instincts maybe just a little 
I make the beat set fire to the instrumental 
Bounce back when i

in rentals
Hotel vibin tell Ru loop the instrumental
5 days I'm only here for 5 days
I'm in the a I'm only here for 5 days
Livin outta suitcase ridin

1. Paradise Lost
   a. Paradise Lost
   b. The path less traveled (instrumental)
   c. Where did I go wrong
   d. Netherworlds (instrumental)
   e.

Back in my zone again, it's mental
Listening to the same instrumental
Staying up so late
That my eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so