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some kind of trick
Trick of the light it seems
Figure it out-out-out
I'll take the front seat
Drive forwards any gear
And if it's where you're going
I'll

for you
The light is breathing with me
Off a one fifty
Buggin in the front seat
Gears keep shifting
Never catchin up
I could never get enough
I'm too

Yeah
Dee bimmer be zipping
She in the front seat my gear stick she shifting
Your girl might go missing
Find her outside of the club we be kissing
Dee

at their back you will see sign
But front gear is more important.

2) I think Britain have studied Nigeria and granted full independent with suitable

I Must Stand

Ice-T

VI: Return of the Real

1996

and crime
I had it hard, had to sleep in my car sometime
But I never let another player see me down
I kept my front up, my gear clean
Even when checkin minor

it how we get it yeah we get it how we want 
Get it how we live it we don't live behind a front 
Gucci gear Fendi wear get it like it's free
No stress

on
When you got the baddest bitches singing to your song
That shit keep me strong
Pullin' up out front switching gears
Baby please don't drop another tear

a easse 
Shia drop yuh think a rum dweet
Killa fulla cheese not a bat Inna di front
Gear too speed woulda think a berry son
Yuh nuh wrong

Son'll catch like Jehovah
Shut the game down, it's over
Snare strike like a cobra
Colder this year, front-runner
Get it in gear, you bringin' up the rear

full of cash too
Be thrown in tha air
Cause I could take that and spend pair of
M8 gears with the front tips and
The lights in the rear
Use my spare

SWEET

BROCKHAMPTON

Saturation II

2017

a couple of months
I'ma be a pop star, they call me a thug
I used to write raps on the back of the bus
Now I'm in the front seat shifting the gears

Rain drops
Hit the blue paint
Dripping, drifting
Bald tires, slipping
Front lip lifting
First gear, to fifth Gear
Clutch gripping
Mid engine
Lending

your nose to the morgue you go
Sit in fear while sniffing gear front door to ear trying to hear the sirens from the fuzz
What a fucking buzz
If you don't

a palm read
And i really wanna buy a push start
Back here we got a different kinda push start
Three gents in the front
Push back
Gear two
Hit the clutch

class
Whip that ass into top gear
Front of the classes
Not to race, just show face
Just to be there
No father figure you had to figure shit out
Is it 1?

I'm like chandelier kisses
This the water front edition
My gear looking right
I'm cooking fabric in the kitchen
Like a mannequin I'm chilling
Like

I socked my brother
Legend on the front of every gear
You can come shop my brother
Drink until her legs turn to noodles
She a pasta lover
These niggas

got a little contract right here
See, you can slam on the brakes
Anytime you got the stick
Even if we're in fourth gear
Cop in the front seat, lawyer in

Hood Ratz

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

1 Less G in da Hood

2001

know done been in the guts 
But when it came to me, she wanted to front 
Said my gear was dirty and smelled of dead funk 
She probably woulda kept

Waiting for something simple to pop off
I don't need a stopwatch this is my time my year
I grind no fears got drive no gears
Sitting front row when I

send to you, you insist I don't deliver

Don't even try to front with some fixed gear bike
'Cause you ain't ready to get heady with questions like

Is it

Footprints that we leave are numerous
Every breath we release is true to us
Shifting gears into front wheel drive
Staring at the rear view higher

the wrestlers for
Whatever fad is in style, wear their backpacks
With the head gears in front and sweat pants tucked in
See most other people would think that

myself, I'm afraid to come home
Battle my ego, my brain's in the front row
Kept switching gears, until the clutch broke
Need to learn to cope better, oh