Search results for 'Vehicular Traffic Management'

keep going
I love driving but I really hate traffic
Traffic
Traffic
Uh-uh
Vehicular homicide
Waitress traumatized
Part time groupie, she had a lotta

is wasted
Take me back to month 02
Wanna feel something again
Wastin' time and management
Wanna feel like a new kid
Make me feel something again

ass into oncoming traffic
To watch him die

In my rearview I see the blood
All up on their windshield covering up
The morbid vision of someone crushed

Late night gari niye chele jaye tene
Rasta-ghat signal traffic aain mene
Loud noise big toys shob jaye jene
Catch me up if you want ami achi fast

in the dark, instead of edison, Latimer was basking in credit
Imagine cops didnt ask any questions, for minors stop on a traffic dilemma
Trash ya

man he lied
Blood coming out of his head
You can tell that he died
Instantly on impact
The traffic slowed through time
EMT wasn't there looks like I

Math on that ass summed up to me picking her
Drive stick till it crash homicides vehicular
Don't discriminate a lil particular
Handle bars on the hips is

vehicular

They gon take it outta context and spin u wit that pretense
Keep that steel around us but u know we playin defense
Tryna ride my wave I bet u

vision, my bitch, and my assets
Went celibate while fixing my habits
Tell Management we need to get back in traffic
Pop style 4900 still splashing
Shine

with two steps to three steps
Guess it's kinda Euro when you're in the traffic, you gotta handle
And everything you can't handle, you gotta manage 
I had

hard to be landing it
Been with the gang I can't abandon it
Been dropping shit with no management
Every project bitches panicking
Leave him stiff just

Finessin', had to overtax ya
Dress classic, but I'm totin' ratchets
No license, still dippin' through traffic
Ride with my youngins
At the red light, green

and have it (I do)
I think of touching her in traffic
She said
“Oh baby, now here’s the thing; no fucking without a ring”
I say I never met a woman who has

traffic e dey we moving slow
Redemption camp is on a friday
How I got ignored skipped that
Fell in love missed that!
Gave up grrr get back
Fela jump then

presence & crowd control
Inspired at the side of the stage
Thinking he can't wait till he get's back home

Told Management that his gotta
do his own headline

centerfold
Tryna stack so many hundreds that I can't make the center fold yeah
This is a lyrical massacre. Nigga fuck you and your management
I walk around

the pack in traffic
Get so much money I don't know what to do with it
I was never taught money management so I threw my shit
Damn issa shame
We goin reign

to a savage
I ran headfirst into the streets
Didn't look for bad traffic
Fell in love with chasing money
Didn't know our love was gone be abandoned
Cut by

mama aint comin home at night
Thankful for my daddy
He taught me how to live right
Time management
Preservation is apart of life
Learn to fight,

a nigga lacking
Do his ass in traffic
Tap shoes them bullets tapping
Shooting like Dirk at the mavericks boy this shit is tragic
And Orlando got the magic

money
And he was getting paid
Traffic in the building look like LA 
Til the neighbors complained
To the landlord then to the management
One by one whistle

nerds
I get you killed for a word
5K for a verse
I'm poppin' like gasket, see you in traffic
I get the plaques then you get to panicking
I got that

got the keys jumpin')
Yeah

Hey, fuck my daddy first (fuck him)
'Cause that pussy nigga, he abandoned me
Opps saw me in traffic then they ran from

management
Never saw me empty handed wouldn’t see how mad I get
Tell me grind til you shine and keep your eyes on the prize
To tell the truth I just feel like