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wheel The kick real fuck a car crash dickhead I'll really throw you through a windshield Fuck ya accolades I'm really tryin' to hear the Pain that ya pen
me when I say they serve you, What you don't know can't hurt you; so not knowing you's a virtue, It's a fast food world; I fear that I'm a die
plans to get my Lamb and my six Niggas outta pen'll understand this shit Pop champagne like I won a championship Been around the world and I, I, I,
plans to get my Lamb and my six Niggas outta pen'll understand this shit Pop champagne like I won a championship Been around the world and I, I, I,
Couple hunnid basketball jerseys, and a blasian shorty Weed look like it had a californication prolly Riding slow for 12, every other car is pacing by me
believe, it is our destiny, to win the world championship I have believed that for about, for the last year And I believe, in my heart, that we're going
of the season. An opportunity to turn on the style for rally fans here at the special stage, with the cars spending as much time in the air as they do
coaching it with no car shit You get my drift I’m on no harsh shit Just a old process, we trust in it Nigga whole hearted In Bull City they found a whole
Hablano, you know what that pepper meant, peppermint My car ain't camping, but the windows got a tint, can't see me Like Michigan, I'm made of steel forget
of the world I got the money No, you can't have the throne I already took it This blue fame I made That's what I'm cookin' I got the championship Like John Cena
Well good evening everybody and welcome to this full throttle thrill show that is world series sprint cars, well folks they've come from far and wide
it'd end But now it's like everything feels so perfect When I was younger, all my dreams were romantic and naive Championship parades for everything I
ones and nobody else Shell down the club, remind who forget, what I do value is my self-respect Treating my hustle like championships, copped a new
Watch me sink, watch me fall apart Watch me sprint, try to run from All my sins, yes my counterpart Watch me sink, watch me My whole life's like
no time to fuck with petty bitches That was in a road rage car crossing I ain't got no time to fuck with nobody lil difference I don't really fuck with
Coming through like a train Looking to take over the world is my goal With my unstoppable crew takin' all control You can't get none of this, we're
a nigga's box like it was ours Cars roll up, Nah we don't fold up We just hold up our Guns like championship cigars Mama hold the porch sipping OE out
break my fall I think I am going on and on forever I wanna walk into the store Buy everything and more Travel around the world To places I ain't been
Boogie Banger, Krayzie Drayzie, word up Yeah yeah, rock-rock on Hit Squad world supremacy, kid Whattup? , rock-rock on, yeah Rock-rock on, keep
like I'm at a court date How could I complain With a house like this and a car like that in the Driveway? Half of what I say Kinda feels like a dream
in the booth I remember being broke with lame ass shoes When everyone else had polo boots and jimmy choos Always had the girls in my world but when I
They tried to find a way in, told 'em don't be a menace You can't run the sprint race when the Marathons finished Chorus If you were a car you'd be
the frame Coming through like a train Looking to take over the world is my goal With my unstoppable crew takin' all control You can't get none of this We're
inserted In this shitty ass world I got my purpose To slam Mcees on cement Then make y'all repent For ever stepping to me I'm dodging the scenes
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