Lyrics:
What makes us think
What makes us feel
Moe: Sentient
Who drives the bus
Who's got the wheel
Moe: Who's got the wheel now
So on and on
Moe:
will hear our fainted cry
He will answer by and by
Oh well, when you feel a little prayer wheel turning
And you will know a little fire is burnin'
threw the rock and put a nice-size dent in their giant Hot Wheels car.
They screeched to a halt in the parking lot of some department store,
who's
She threw the pussy and I caught it (caught it), presidential by 40 (40)
That drop hit from Europe (woof), that coupe got deported (ha)
I turn coke
Check it
I want it all by any measure or means
I'm ready willing and able placing collars on them greens
I play the presidential medley scheming
Got a new bitch with a new whip
Chrome wheels, yea that's new shit
Fake smiles, what new shit?
Gawd damn
Got a new bitch with a new whip
Chrome
a standing ovation to yourself
My life can’t be built by itself
I didn’t get this far by myself
The list is so long, you know who you are
Standing ovation
My
don't have it all upstairs
But who the fuck cares?!
I'm grabbin' brews, takin' fast swiggas
I get cash and stash figures
And harass them bitch-ass niggas
wrist?
Probably costs a lot of racks
Who knew i was next?
Caught you by surprise yeah I'm here to take your check
Had so many losses,had so many people
1 for my people that be lookin from the side and
2 for my people that be patient for their time but
3 for my people who can do it by theyself and
4
the way out these trenches
Who's insecure
With all that's left to cure
As girls, we must endure
As we grow fast
We flourish first
Getting by
Don't
the wheels on the Bent', cause' it ain't rented"
Talk about a bitch, oh, I got plenty
I'm talkin' 'bout a lot, like a million bucks and pennies
These
Yeah believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you
Who else gon' believe in you? Who else gon' believe in you?
Believe in yourself, who else
to just sit back
Got to face reality
When the wheels roll out that's where we got to be so
We got no, We got no time
I need someone who keeps me
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
the quest so I'll keep trekking through this inception
Layer by layer depth getting intense
I'm the surveyor
Not the voices in my head, but the one who keeps
rest
Isolate and get away from my head
Cuz my struggles are real
My brain is spinnin' wheels
But I won't bow and kneel
Even though my mind wants me
Hmmmmm
Big wheels slingin
Big wheels slingin in the mud
Rednecks with paychecks
Yeah we
Turning up
Plenty kegs everywhere ooo
Bout to act a fool
the one niggas talking bout
A fucking myth
Say my name
I appear in a cloud of piff
I survey the landscape
Evading fake nigga handshake
Beefing wit who
I'm
a pension
Got you phony haters
All in my mentions
Delete accounts
That’s so really tempting.
Trying to do better
Yeah I’m on a mission
Jesus take the wheel
Skrt, skrt, skrt, huh
I feel like I'm in Hot Wheels with it
Acceleracers type junk, for real though
Huh, yeah
I got that
(Burner, burner, burner,
breaking the wheel
Need it forever high or the thrills
Love me you love you, doubt if it's real
Never understood what they meant when they say that it lasts
Space jam needle
Where do we go
Little old Ezekiel saw the wheel
Little did he know
I didn't know Ezekiel
Saw the wheel
Where do we go?
I was cursed
Let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay
Let the BandPlay upchurch (Upchurch)
Rebel flag's flyin', four wheel drive
Back road ridin', bitch
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