Lyrics:
are times when I feel
I rather not be
The one behind the wheel
Come
Pull my strings
Watch me move
I do anything
Please
Sweet little girl
I prefer
You
on collision
It’s a killer
Ain’t gonna wash that pain away
It’s a killer
Sipping and driving blindly
Behind the wheel
Lost control
Took her life
And lost a soul
of the car
Walked around the car
I got a little air
I felt better
I got back in the car
Back in the car
Well as soon as I got back behind the wheel
I felt all
of steel behind the steering wheel
Nitro and acetylene open la machine
No short heist no overnight big money
Take ya to Brazil
Bulletproof vest,
the street
Lots of room for your head and your feet
And you can cruse to the eight track beat
He was a loser, now he's a racer
Behind the wheel of his lime
Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for
behind the wheel
And you don't know how to play until you fin'lly take the field
Well, you don't know how it'll go
Where it'll land until you cut the deal
dress up for love
I keep my motor clean
Full steam spacemachine!
When you're behind the wheel
Full steam spacemachine!
I love to lie
With Lucy
NOW
YOU'RE PAYING THE PRICE
HOW DOES IT FEEL?
BEHIND THAT STUPID WHEEL
(HA HA HA , UGH)
I’M THROWING ALL YOUR STUFF OUT
WHILE YOU'RE SLOWING DOWN IN
'Cause its so hard to feel
They control you
Like I'm behind the wheel
But it won't steer
Stepping off the stone
Do I want to, no I don't
It was
behing the wheel
Waiting for the hour
Love me, hate me
Don't mind at all
Leave your worries behind, my friend
Let's enjoy the show
Not sure what install
Ex-drummer's nose stuck in the past
Ex-drummer's nose stuck in the past
Found dead behind the wheel of a car
Found dead behind the wheel of a car
World
Mining for gold as the time unreels
Not stifling behind suburban wheels
Not stifling behind suburban wheels
The plan was too burn up when the air was
Purple stuff, purple stuff
Now now now
That 'Purple Stuff', that Houston soda in my cup
Now I'm behind the wheel, catch the wood, I'm done
Under
all my fault,
The blaming myself had to come to an end
So I say:
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend
You won't catch me behind the wheel
Yeah, we’re bringing it home
And it’s heading our way
No matter where we roam
So get behind the wheel
And leave the past behind
’Cause we’re living now
going
When you ride with me
Co-pilot no backseat driving
Designated Driver
Life behind the wheel gets real lonely
Riding by my side you should get
not "just get behind the wheel"
I'm glad I counted my bullets
Half an hour before the big reveal
This hell on wheels
When you think of justice, you
Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for
the wheel while I just
Turn up the headlights
Wind in my hair tonight
See how the stars align
Keeping the night alive
Driving through the streets
Hands behind
Don't make me put this arm up nigga
I give a toast to Cass'
Top battle rappers today? Man
You close to last
No drive behind that wheel
You was supposed
charge 'em sixty for a brick 'cus he a f***** stain
Gang
Gang
Gang gang gang
I can't let you jam behind the wheel 'cus you ain't got it mane
I was tossin'
on the time we on, them niggas hoes for real
Lil' brudda died before his time, he was on them pills
Skeem died behind the wheel and that shit still hurt
That Wheel But He Pushing Ah Cat
Pull Up Her Skirt K-9s Behind Me I’m Putting That Pack In Her Cat
Feel Like Jeter Got No Worries When I’m Hitting That
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