Lyrics:
that shakes
The endless empty gaslight tanks
Coolant bakes, the engine aches
The faulty valve for fuel intake
The oil escapes and the rotors quake
jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me
an hour (two thousands miles an hour)
Three good auxiliary power units, three good fuel cells, three good main engines
Ten seconds away from summit-rocket
phenomenal
Let me self-empower you
When you're down and they're tryin' to clown the fuck out of you
When you feel like you're runnin' out of fuel
I'll
system and the path train
Beneath the cobblestones and the water main
Beneath the traffic of friendships and street deals
Beneath the screeching
system and the path train
Beneath the cobblestones and the water main
Beneath the traffic of friendships and street deals
Beneath the screeching
I don't need your grievin'
I don't need your song
I just want to know there is a place where I belong
Chorus (x2)
Come in like the rain
Fuel me once
called out
I cue shit no pool
Yea gas it up, more fuel
I cue shit no pool
Yea gas it up, more fuel
Put in that work no clock out
College dropout, watch me
Big pocket hai
Thick pocket hai
Unlimited fuel Zindagi ab rocket hai
Mere bachh'on ke bachh'on ki life sorted hai
Jo bhi karu i make sure usme profit
You are the fuel
that explode inside my veins
you are the bursting fluid
that lubricates my thoughts
riding on your dangerous curves
i’m losing my
understand why
Why should I be clean, refined fuel for the machine of someone
As I speak the way I feel, I see paint in their meal, lost seals
Like
two miles away
A valve jammed open and the holding tanks blew
And the leak spread for miles around.
With a bubble of hydrogen trapped under the dome
paying off
All my ambitions I gave it up
I chased my heart and now I just think for what
Its that feeling in the gut
That fuel the thrill and got me
valve
Round and round, drifting so hard
Nitro pump, digging your grave
Slam the brakes, scythe on your neck
Driving on a fast lane
Driving on a fast lane
tanks are crushed up
In the loading bay
You better be breathing better than ever
My lung's choking
A hard side-rim of long poles and gold valves
Crushing
Smell of unleaded fuel
Scent of motor-oil fumes
Asphalt kissing the tires
As engine is setted on a fire
Thunder strike electric veins
overtime
Gonna line you up and prime you up
Make you run so fine
Lift the hood if you know what's good
I want to spark the gap
Fuel injection - no
Hey
Maintain, my main thing
SLA
Yeah boy
Let's pop some champagne
Living life on airplanes
200 hundred down the lane
Get what we can, keep what we
Draggin' main till the break of dawn
Draggin' mainstreet all night long
(Everybody now let's go cats! All night long!)
I got a hot rod Ford and a new
metabolizes reality,
To fuel these dirty delusions!
You're leading me to these conclusions!
The organs exploding, in my torso!
Like a series of city blocks,
(We're running)
Stained, glaucous, glycerine, gold, goat, clover
Gold, local stocks, type, food, wild, national, lake, flag,
Valve, gyroscope,
up in hell to run so fast
When the sound of metal raises
When the smoking valves make a din
Fuel and oil are my blood
The law is over I'm out
If
I am the honey and you are the bee
You have the hunger I know I can feed
So let´s skip the main course, go straight to dessert
Because I got all
La vérité est pas toujours bonne
Est pas toujours bonne à dire tu-suite
Mais là, c'est majeur
Ça pogne au cœur
Et j'ai les valves qui palpitent
J'ai
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