Lyrics:
word, that's the definition
This is repetition, I keep counting money
Over and over, ain't no slipping like a transmission
Is there money in my pocket,
The first day I got me a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all the chrome
The little things I
Well, I left Kentucky back in '49
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillac's
Every
Well, I left Kentucky back in forty nine
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillacs
Every
We can't afford
All this repetition
Out of gas
What's it matter that
A key's in the ignition?
We're here
With open ears
For your muffled transmission
Cause that plug is the decision
That is left with much revision
But once a choice was made
The anxious cycle of repetition
Ends
It ends
The avalanche
intervene
Cause I got goals, it ain’t just a dream
And as of now it’s incomplete
I ain’t in it for no competition
The industry full of repetition
Ima change
the ignition
In order to make progress
I had to curb addiction
Getting tired
Cause my sleeping pattern lacking repetition
Wait, lemme go back
We gotta see
unwind
Gotta be patient when I proceed
Carti, how I feel like dying
First I'm taking care of mine
Now you know the face, I set the scene
Different ways,
different places but I'll be back or at least I'll try
Reproducing pollination beeswax, watch me leap and fly
What is practice? What is try? All I do is
But I'm lucky at least I got some right
It ain't about a thumb swipe it ain't about how many likes
Don't seek attention from short lived false hype
Try
the
Hand he got to change ya transmission
Man listen, some niggas transition
I knew a cat with Parkinson's who could
Shoot a gat while his hand twitchin'
Lives beneath the surface
Sick of with perverse urges
Nervous at first reminiscent of my first kiss
And I convinced myself that it
Was a love thing
We
it out over several years.
The first day I got me a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission
the stabbing
The blare slicing through my headspace
Ghosts say my name every now and then
At least twenty times thought someone I knew was calling me
Take
You better watch out
I'm tellin' you why
Just when you least expect it
Just when you feel at ease
That's when you get selected
That's when
make you feel a little less alone
I was twelve years old the first time I packed my bags
And decided I needed to be on my own
Yeah packed my bike
lick on this
Real talk, I've been saying, what's the next step
That's my first taste of fame, when I've been strapped
I'll just store it up, energy,
important of Magica's
charms, The spell of Restoration.
The ceremony of thanksgiving was now directed toward
the transmission of spirits to Otherworld.
I came first in a beauty contest
Noone else entered so I won
Didn't have to sleep with the judges
I went backstage but they'd all gone
I heard
a crazy Down Syndrome shout out to the Freestyle Fellowship
Aceyalone, Self Jupiter, P.E.A.C.E., the First Brigade, J Sumbi, Lord Create
Reality Born, Old
There was so much we felt we discovered
Breathing heavy with your face
Against my shirt
You were the one who said I love you first
Isn't it funny
Teeth clenched and knuckles tensed, a ringing in his ear, yet still remains much more to prove
Life's not meant for passing inclinations, least
Distant, to say the least. He always put the mission first.
I am here for 60 Systems News, with the pilot of the Andromeda! Do you have time for
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