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Above my head, there's angels laughing
It's like my soul is stuck in traffic
10 steady years of never passing
I try to fly on lace wings
But I keep

came without da full fair gone head beat it 

Big gold wrist bright dat mean my shit froze, I can’t fall for nothing I stand on my ten toes, heavy

through traffic
10 down in my New Balance
And you fools live to do capping
So I moved to a new planet
And I sound like your view when you look through new

she dreamt up
I gave my ten bucks
To traffic light beggars
Might have done better
Invest in my cousin's lectures

on my window
Wtf just got it cleaned tho
Crazy traffic on the 10
My stomachs giving in
shit I gotta go go

Just when the day
Can't get any worse
I hit my

Traffic Lights

Monty Python

The Final Rip Off

1988

Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights,
Although my name's not Bamber.

I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I

TRAFFIC			

Heading down the freeway making my way home
In Tacoma now, 
I’m just past the dome
And there’s traffic, traffic 
Slowing me down
Traffic

the beltway headin' toward Georgia Avenue
When everything comes to a screechin' halt and there's nothing I can do

It's a Traffic Jam, Traffic Jam, Traffic Jam

Although my name's not Bamber 

I Like traffic lights
I Like traffic lights
I Like traffic lights
I-- Oh, God!...

63E1;

期待某一天我也能抱着你入睡
看到你就很心动真的特别对味
oh my baby

8DEF;
没法 Runaway
It's alright alright alright
Lost my way
所以写了
(一首治愈的)
Ay ay back up back up

Fast Car/Slow Traffic

Paul Weller

Wake Up the Nation

2010

Zoomin' in and out
Of the slow traffic mumble
Tryin' to make the lights
Get me out of the jungle

It's been a long day
And my head's all gone

goes
Look how the traffic goes
Yo wait follow the road

You want me to slow down
But you don't ever speed up
You just feel like I'm fucking up cause my

miss no way
Nahhhhhhh
Catch a nigga lacking
Catch a nigga lacking
Lackinnn
See em out in traffic
See em out in traffic
Traffic
What's up with all that

Can you snap your fingers? Can you clap your hands? 
Follow with my rhythm, and join this swingin’ band. 
You can learn to multiply by starting

Nine o'clock, on the dot, pray and brush my pearlies
Ten o'clock, Waffle House, all-star syrupy
Twelve o'clock, hit the mall, boxers out of Macy's

to bumpa 
Push baby 
Traffic jam 
Push it push it 

My friend don't block the traffic 
You going to get horn horn 
My friend don't block the traffic 
You

The traffic lights and the bright flares
Dirty window, judgmental stares
All of this shit makes me forget
My destination
My destination
I hate this

other chicks match ya baby
I got you baby, I got you baby

Making my way to traffic baby
We can break out and make a little magic baby
If you mess it, it

of traffic you don't want no static
I'm a speed attic cant control my habit
Rehab you a sucker knee pads
I just cut you off it made you mad
Next time we meet

the legacy make sure my brothers gon’ eat

Noma kunzima ngempela ng’zongena ngophotsho ngiba nike loswidi 


Traffic Traffic 

I been lost in traffic  traffic

gobierno
Soy invierno siempre frío glaciar
My G´ no perdono ni un instrumental
Me hablan de barrotes acá somos un penal
Una vez que arranco no puedo frenar

We goin' to the after party, I just might crash it
Yes, I came with a bad bitch Pull up, I'm swervin', won't catch me in
Traffic Call up my phone, I

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