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maketh landborn petromyzon
Summon forth thy motor spirit
Drink the fuckin' gas and killeth

Light the fuel
Propagate oxygen and heat
Deify motor

[Verse 1]
Amboi, besar nya motor abang abang WINGS.
Motor nya lawah tak putus putus ku pandang.
Mahal kan motor abang. (Mahal)
Segan aku nak mintak

Motor City Died In A Freedom Fight
Underneath The Fires On A Restless Night
Oh Yeah, Set The Sky Alight
Black And White And Blues, Down A Dead End

BACK TO OLD WAYS
TAKES THE GUN UP OUT THE HOLSTER AND HIS EYES GLAZE
DILATED PUPILS NERVOUS SYSTEM JUMPING
THE NARCOTICS GRINDING ON THE PLATELETS THEY

On my way to number one
Got me feeling like messi
Like fuck a pass
Ima take it end to end all by myself
Sippin' on rotgut
But you know that the flow is so

away like the ice in my drink
Drink with my family blood run thick like platelets
My squad become the greatest
Gunner boy coming, make him shrink like

the fame and the charting's over 
I ain't gotta end up on Martin's sofa (told me turn, ayy)
M11 in a bruck down motor, one-way trip to Martin's sofa (One)

win a Moon Man
You know the end is too soon, man
Eating jelly with a spoon, man
And here I change my tune, man
Knee deep in brackish water
From

consoles

I still don't have enough to make ends meat
So I'll have to figure this one out unconventionally
Lemme get some foodstamps to tie me over
Cause

some thangs to do
I'm knowing that we had a good ride
When it end, Imma find a new way to you
I'm Ways Away
Still ain't hit you up in days
But still been

to my acquaintance / all that I desire floats around between the platelets / a state of consciousness in sync like space and time are basic / silence

win a Moon Man
You know the end is too soon, man
Eating jelly with a spoon, man
And here I change my tune, man
Knee deep in brackish water
From

saw him rise to greatness
If I wanna be a legend I'll be led by highness
I gotta cleanse my mind and all it's mental platelets
Don't try to deviate

giving is gracious and I credit that to my platelets
Its crazy seeing all the things that we go thru in life
Yea my brother got a different type
He be

it was shattered platelets
From the scattered shards
Of sharpened rage
Simmering in the same way the water boiled over
For top ramen in the pots we

black and white, been to hell and back lived a crazy life
I got blood, sweat, tears and I'm facing fears, so in the end girl it'll be alright
I fucked it

never end your life
Ember month it will never end your children
Ember month it will end your husband
Ember month it will never end your loved

anything right to get by  
He's got one chance left otherwise his life will end
"But it's not dark yet" like Bobby said and I believe that  
I won't end up

of the knife 
Such slow end
Etching epidermal patterns of me
A bonsai twisted endlessly
Cutting through young skin
Continuing while the cells knit together again

I hustle and drive around town
Cah mi nuh depend on no man
I am a very hungry ke ke driver
And a part time motor rider
Everyday I put in work work

Trying hard to grasp
What I cannot grab
An end zone fumble
When thrown a perfect pass

No class like Sunday
God can't help
Not the type to pray

MOTOR HEAD 

INTRO…: 

(…_..MOTOR ‘IN_GG..] 

[WAHIN’\’ LEAD..:] 

STROPHE(1)…: 
“SPARROW-HAWK.. SPARKLIN’G,’ AS A SPARKLE.. 
OF LIGHT AND BRIMFULL..

And person way motor jam no fit write plate number
Nigeria omor i swear we don tire
Many life gone for end sars some for ritual
And person way motor jam no fit

And just like that it was over
Wasting away in headlights
And dance to the beat of the motor
Dance to the beat of the motor
Dance to the beat of the motor