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me psych goofy think twice
Hype pipe Hype pipe
Premium fuel blood type
Hype pipe Hype pipe
Motor no rotting always ripe (Yeah, Yeah)
Automobili you’ve

shoot that fuel pipe
The opp's can tell you how them bullets taste and what they feel like (Frrtt, frrttt)
I can't go out like that last nigga I keep that

the pipe
That fuels the pilot light
To lead me on this boring life
No sympathy or drive
It's keeping me alive
The copper in the pipe

Complicated surgery

the bedroom fun is done
Now you've got your little whore
Inside the kitchen
What a bore
Because she don't eat
It's not her fuel
Pint and pipe
That is her dual

call and bar
Club, bass and light
Drought Jaguar 
Just to fuel up the pipes

Ready to rock, ready to roll
Babe's swinging hips, then she pukes and she

climbing the chains

but here Iam back again
like fuel in the pipe, rust till rain is falling
nothing more left to say
the bottom, the top it still feels

Made alot of dollars from the streets
Nuh sell no coke or ice
Nuh run inna anybody house
Nuh steal fuel from the pipes
Yo I had to stay mellow
Big

wood grain, dual exhaust pipes
Fuel is lost, when thrown in overdrive
A hundred horsepowers and the hood motorized
The super charger take you on a roller

On the bright side of things I got a wedding ring, she’s a fine Latina we be cruising in my Bimmer, we got loud pipes, racing fuel a JB4, if I step on the gas

planning demolition in Gaza neighborhoods they blew/gas in pipes to fuel/breaking borders take the jewels/of the land they never knew/spreading illness like

pass by
I'm the fire and the fuel to my gas pipes
I blew, that's the sound of a land mine
I pick up where I left and then slide
We put waldo nem to rest

on top of you i’m on top of you

My glass is full of love tonight liquor's my medicine
Ran out of fuel , I need a pipe for my  broken engine

I want it

trying to be a prototype
lyrics like fuel
From a merc exhaust pipe
I'm the chosen one
There can only be one
On fire
Arsenal's Balogun
One two
With saka
You

a roundabout
That flows from the bloods on the veins all in vain
As the arteries drip from the pipes to the wires
Fuel the whole liveliness of the wilderness

And pushes pencils
To lay his pipes to rest
This man he lays his pipes to rest
To lay his pipes to rest
He lays them deep in the earth
To lay his pipes to rest

Mercen AR-15
Smelling diesel fuel green
Sludge thick maple leaf
A quill an inkwell
Injunction registry
Trading furs lies
Gold coins and beads
Bars of pipe

You said, I believe in a drink that ignites your nights with lights
I said, what's it called? Nightmare fuel, it tastes so nice and
I got to get it

You said, I believe in a drink that ignites your nights with lights
I said, what's it called? Nightmare fuel, it tastes so nice and
I got to get it

Pipe down with the ounce not the stupid kids
This white noise in your ear like it's proving shit
Slight brow to the crowd just jabroni things
Pipe

I'm a shining star I'm a heartthrob
Been through somethings a make ya heart stop
Fuel up in that jet fuel up in my heart
Hoping I don’t crash cause I

down
Pressure it bust pipes, but we so piped up now
We so piped up now, they better pipe down
They better point now, they know it's 4th down
Ain't no

Fuel for the Fire 

Chorus: 

Get your lighters and get your matches
When the night comes, I feel the magic 
I got that fire, fire, fire, fire, 
You

I don't burn the fuel
For survival
I thrive on it

Gasoline line prices
Getting higher
Than our minds , darling

Third eye ponders
I've been thinking

Between they eyes like elite snipers
The shots lethal
Bars heavy like steel pipes and giant people
Unwrap and decipher these blunt worded rap