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at a car park for two days
Look at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey
Train line, stone and grey uh
Uh containers and their drivers
Uh

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Regional Relations
Participants said the unaddressed concerns

Container Drivers [Bonus Track]

The Fall

Perverted By Language [Video]

1983

at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey 
RO-RO roll on roll off 
The container drivers 
Speed for their wages 
Uh-containers 
Uh-and

that I got this disposition
Riding down 595 just for some clarity
Putting my life on the line hoping for some rarity
See the vision execute I know some

It's a clean line between love and the hatred 
All these boxes can't contain us we breaking out these containers 
If your man is acting lazy what do you

Cook it up add some seasoning
This the new flavor
Take it on the go pack it
Up in the container
Meal smell good in your nose
Be the vapor ollie over

catching comets gliding past
I hope I'm famous
In the barrel envy only stands to fuel containers
Arcades made in Vegas
Arcades made in Vegas
Travel through

rated
Regionals when that first paycheck hit
I don't speak to ground tards
I'm an AV8R
I've been flying Cessnas
Since the Wright Flyer
I got no cash, but

Come Get Her

Rae Sremmurd

SremmLife

2015

fine, hop the line (hop the line)
I've been sippin' on Patron and wine (hey, buss it)
I'm just tryna have a good fuckin' time
I was chillin' with

middle passage
To a person
The new whirl odors just rehearsing

I’ma put the line in the
Sand huh! Cross that line
I’ma put the line in the
Sand huh! Cross

steel I keep that stainless
Cross that line you must be brainless
Peel his cap see what he thinking
Roll em up like carpets stain em
Blow em up lil shot

Sippin' Triple Sec out the bottle
Catch me whippin' in the fuckin' s-
(Fuck it, I fucked it, right on the last line)

(I'm in Rob's room smoking crack)

VERSE

Look at my green eyes
You got the same eyes
The same lines
The same lines

Can we make something new
Tween me and you
For me and you

CHORUS

the vision, boy you better get in line
Never shooting blanks uh
That's how I identify
Bars on bars
Subtle lies
That's what every does
Never me,
I was born just

damn cold, engulfed with doubt
And I cannot remember why I moved out

I know I promised you that
I'd watch what I eat and drink
But takeaway containers

Fear is a line
Ever expanding
Arrogant
Cutting

Loss is circular
It swells and breaks
It's moving
It's throbbing
It's constantly regenerating

And in

for all
Your forgiveness

Inside the digital mind
A homeless soul ponders the cold
Of forgiveness

And I, the last in the line
Hoping the gates

the newest release it's called hype

DJ break loop

I hear the Mecca all the time
Hoping that the 4 line fall right in line
For all who ain't buying it because

carefully
And takes a photo with
His phone then with both hands, he mimes a
Rifle, lines up the rabbit in his sights
And fires

A self-produced 2010

Mmm, man, ohh 
No open containers
No open containers on my desk
Got a lotta expensive equipment
I've spilt water on people's computers before
We

The Adventures of Stoney Bob

Logic

YSIV

2018

And that's the longest line without a rhyme
But the punch before the line 
About the line was so divine
For shizzle my nizzle I feel like D-O-double Gizzle

that line, let it fly about that
Anybody know me
Know that I ain't lying about that
Matter fact (we bout that motherfucking)
Currency and revenue, all

mih drop she back on yuh block
Line dem up ah mih just knock dem down yea
Light dem up watch me go round for round yea
Top-a-top yea ah me hold de crown

It's hard for me to sit still in my Regional I'm motile
Cause life's like a car crash where The vehicle is totaled
Speaking with a filter, it's not