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Want to feel alive 
Only do upon the stage  
The lights that have to shine 
Tear it down and go again  
Tire at the sight
Of miles I've yet to gain

my hand
And maybe later on tonight
I'll play my guitar by moonlight

There'll be
An old tire swing hangin' down
Lots of pretty girls hangin' 'round

fiction like her name was Robert Stein
Pussy sound like pulp I got the juice so she gon ride 
323 coupe my tires peelin like a rind
Heard her man don't like

Bet I could loose my mind completely
Become what I am
Freeing up my life by choosing
The ways of my past
If reduced myself more freely
Then I guess

dead young
I have a flat tire, wasn't no spare one 
How the fuck you gone lemme get aired up
Niggas a get you killed and life moves on
Let a two

carton
24 inch wires spin Pirellis on my tire's wheel
Enough fuel in my Chevy to start a campfire wit
The doors open by remote that's why you see no

brown-eyed girl just driving around
Her hometown, at midnight, Lucchese boots with chartreuse gunsights
Mud on the tires, whiskey bonfires, calling 'shotgun'

Onahemwinekhare iwamuenave
No food for plate cameleon faces dey form debate
Casala scatter my brain
I nor care if i become the most wanted 
I don tire to dey live

Rolling our way right into next week
Put a few more miles on these tires
Lets be Sunday Drivers
Guess I left my blinker on
Cause some guy flew by

sizzling with hate
Time for building barricades
Burning tires downtown
Time for looting banks and stores 
Bringing flags and statues down

Down by the tunnel

imagining
That I will hold you soon again
And everyday I play it over in my head
But I won’t tire of the thought
Of rushing through your door
I’ve gotta be

and stay out the mix
Bending the block i might bust out a tire
Fucking ya bitch i'm her secret desire
My niggas known to fight fire with fire
Hit from

I'm treating these niggas like they 5 0
All that hate in they system
I watch them die slow
I'm on the road to riches
Y'all niggas tires low
I need

for eggs

Then they hatch
An insect plague
Dang swarm went and ate up all the land

A lil hiss, followed by a patch
Tire to swing
Rubber burned out

side, but she's my Kelly Kapowski
Foot on the gas, I make the tires say screech
Whippin it fast, baby let's head to the beach
Swimsuit amazing on you got

You can get bust like tire, get sent like a wire
You can get lit like a fire, I'm in the trap till I die
Fuck how you feel I ain't never gone lie

so
Tell a man say owo a kpo
Anytime we enter say dem a fih nuh
Lewon lere bi ti Desperado
Emi o le gbe bawo
All the money won ti gbe sa lo
Don tire for

if I'm not done, don't think I'm done)

Turn around and say it all again, my friend

Sprite at a bar
And a tire in a car
Don't think I'm bored yet

the tires locked, the Cat is spinnin' (shh)
Yeah, the goal is to reach a million, but I can't stop spendin' (let's go)
On my right, I got two bitches

that fire
Just cop some new tires
Cause I crash like Michael Myers
I'ma ghost rider
I'ma demon when I drive
Hittin' red lights
Bouta cause a homicide

loving the loving
Loving the this loving don't want no more options
It is soo true you make me high
I want you by my side
We go turn up till we tire
Eyes

Sipping on rum in my cup as the sun sets over the hills of Carolina 


Giddy Up


Buried Alive
By that 9-5
No room to dance
In that little high rise

girl
Henna tattoo, camp chair
Nights by the fire so clear
Coals out but look at us still there
You were chill in the mind of a glacier
The tire marks in

to noon everyday now
For the man in the fire fire
Casala no dey burst my tire
You be God never tire tire
Wah ever i ask you dey trow me jara
Ororo anointing