Lyrics:
to put me right
'cause if you want to run cool
If you want to run cool
If you want to run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
My life makes
ਬਿਠਾਕੇ Tyre ਪਵਾਕੇ
Fuel ਫੂਕਦਾ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਵੇ
ਹੋ ਬਿੱਲੀਆਂ ਅੱਖਾਂ ਵਾਲ ਸੁਨਹਿਰੀ
ਪਾਉਂਦੀ Pencil ਹੀਲਾਂ ਨੀ
By Pass ਨੂੰ ਪੈਲੀ ਲੱਗਦੀ
ਢੇਡ Crore ਦਾ ਕਿੱਲਾ ਨੀ
ਸ਼ਹਿਰ Mohali ਕੋਠੀ
against your will your tied up and bound
I’ll make you watch your family die
Stare in agony as each one is drowned
I’m stacking bodies by your side
Your
world on fire
Keep it cool while we can and fuel desire
Whoa child set this world on fire
Before the last land consumed by flames
Kneel on the last rock
Kept on grinding now I'm out here making movies
Bitches went and slept on me now I'm getting groupies
Building to my dreams while the hate just fuels
might grow old
We're not fuel for robots
And the egg man can't control us
Don't hold your breath, if I am holding mine
In this underwater labyrinth, I'm
War is a question not the answer
Fight fire with fire
Our future is raptured
Powered by money
An economic demise
Send them our bullets
Receive only
count my money no more them money machines be counting doe
They be money blocking tell them all to stop it
My business on jet fuel blast of like some
a dream when my eyes closed
Tryna keep my head high when my life low
Walking in the shadows when the light low
Need a spark of genius to fuel the lightbulb
Jamais je perds le juice
Troisième œil te transperce
Elle est en quête de fuel
Rider à toute vitesse
Jamais je perds le juice
Troisième œil te
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67. Justice, Giglio, Korontzi et al. The MODIS
Always here, never gone
For a lifetime, let's carry on
Your love for fashion fuels my passion
For the life we live let's make it happen
Always here,
Bring the fuel to stack the fire!
Pile the bodies ever higher!
Hear them running! Hear them screaming!
It's the end of all your dreaming
And your
I'm into it
But you're rude
Yeah you're psychotic
You're a
Tattooed neurotic
You're a
Cocaine
Hurricane
Where jet fuel
Meets gin tonics
You're
Just for the haters to have a place
To stay to fuel my anger
To make more bangers
A love hate relationship
'Cause the more they hate
The more I get paper
(I fuel your dreams)
I am the one that's fueled by your misery
Pray for the ones with weaker blood
They make me stronger, to live longer, I am one
When I was lost and I didn't know where to go
E be you wey been fuel my passion
When I been dey, been dey stagger on a low
E be you wey been ease my
Sparking up with Mary Jane
Riding out that mellow wave
Got the fuel its energy
Make you feel some type of way
Get in the flow, puffin the dope
Imagine
jammy pack,
Fuel it up,
Cause I'm gone.
The people all dance,
With their big long arms,
And a peach in their pants.
Picking fruit from the sky,
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
Hopin' we're favored by the weather vanes and satellites
Take the vinyl cover off the pitot tube
Rock the wings a little, double-check the fuel
Pop, pop
worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing
Veins are a racetrack for fuel that I need
Life on the edge is the bread which I feed
Standing alone, open for all to see
My tunnel vision for
Don't be mistaken by the first impression
And watch out for that innocent expression
(Ooh, ah)
She's not what she seems
(Ooh, ah)
Don't wait
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