Lyrics:
my collar
Son live by the gun die young
Like Anna Nicole Smith
But like the courtroom shooter
The hammer the verdict
I'm sick and perverted
But like
resumes
This my Virginity okay
Which one of us is on Hell's highway?
Maybe I won't Fly away
So What's really the mood I must portray?
What's the feeling
i see so many niggas die
My face look like the Behelit
I been to Hell and back, my nigga
I'm surprised that I made it
Shit's amazin'
I been haunted by
we live to drive another day
I just want to drive
Like a bat out of hell
Where I end up only time will tell
I just want to drive like a bat out of hell
a bitch tried to
Live on tight pay do everything
The right way hitch hiking
On survival I had to ride
The devils highway god
Will you forgive me come down
On an' on the road goes on
It'll go on forever,
An' just the same I'll live my life,
Hell bent for leather.
Free flight, free flight.
Heaven knows
Maybe pray for me 'cause I can't
And I would walk through hell
If it meant I'd spend a day with you
Days come and go
Staring at these highway lines
to chill
Everybody going crazy
If I kill the game who the
Hell is gon' save me?
She said "I wanna live faster, faster"
And it's getting on my last nerve
Cause then who, can tell, the difference
Its easy to be correct, when hell is ya mission
Headed there on a highway
But God's way, is about as narrow,
much too drink now im on the highway swerving
Im so sorry if I'm ever a burden
Baby I'm from hell it was time to resurface
Haters suck a dick on my shit
can float into the night
No I can't fold baby
Stay ten toes yeah
The day that I fall over will be the day hell froze yeah
Looking at my face she can
heart on your sleeve, keep it Concealed
Highway to hell and I'm Jesus baby so I took The will
The devil is inside his hole but we're still
Playing on his
a polo nigga
I'm an uptown shopper, you a soho nigga
Westside highway running, homo nigga
I'm the sultan of the ghetto
The homicidal aficionado
I empty
the deepest of hell
Welcome to my world
I live by the moon and I promise that's all
I move in the night, whirl
I came a long way since I recorded fall
Blue
ever lose your minds!
You're loved by the upbeat highway of the musically inclined!
Hungry musicians
Hungry musicians
Hungry musicians
Your lives have
you are
Got a big old house, about 50 cars
And the ones I drive, what a hell of a ride
Built for a player when I lean to the side
My shit so dank,
took with me
Uuuuh
I got the crew with me
Got a product to sell
Now we highway to hell
Cause nobody making it being good in the story
Now we ringing
Apparently she walked over like, "Where is the weed, you ready to go?" Wherever she leads they gone. On the highway to hell, no. Who cares if you speak, we
Down by the highway near the strip clubs and altar you'll see him there
He'll say it's honest work and although that's not exactly true, who cares
Double- double up
Double up
It's a Friday
Black and blue
How I think of you
Don't come my way, ooh
My way
It's my way or the highway
Had to take my
and Clyde, Highway 154, highway to hell,
Is you gon' ride with me, purple and red, in the cup holder, percs fallin' in the cracks
of the seats, yea I got perc
the machine, heretofore
More than meets the eye is the truth unseen
The king salutes the recruits of the new regime
Storm the highways and byways, bring down
love
Talk about love
Talk about love
You know I live down by the highway
And the cars roll by all night
While I ask the stars where the hell you
out the window oh
Where did the time go
Be 20 by sunrise
You'll wake under new skies
Our childhood is gone now let's
Get on the highway of our lives
Mr
Discuss these highway to hell live by acdc 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