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music cranked up
Black and tan in my seat, fat J rolled up
I got that Kel Tec loaded
With my seat laid back
Weed in the toolbox, loud 30-06
I like my beat

The sun is rising It's energizing me
The car is tanked up Radio cranked up
There's nowhere else I would rather be
I'm hooting down Highway One wind

back all the lies and the reasons

Grounded in the stupid world
You keep on swapping all the words
I'll bring back all lies and the reasons

Cranked

cranked up high like our bangers
Omniscient sight with our scanners
If it goes silent, got jammers
When you go dumpin' Liber-tea down fabricators'

in hand
Its not very sensical, maybe you'll understand

I don't want a life where all I see are screens
I don't want to live as a cranked up singing

Right around sunset buddy it's a sure bet
You can find us out at the lake
Radio's cranked up cooler's full of cold ones
Kicking back on a tailgate

that's a model

Wow fuck shit up
Shit get me cranked like I'm volted up
Please send ma mass to Andromeda
But I still want the racks so I count it up
Stack

the Bentley, maybe I might swerve the Jeep
Should I pop another one, told her I can barely see
(Know I) Know I get too cranked a lot
Told her she can't follow me

town
As we slice through the wind
Radio cranked up loud
And many miles of rubber burning
Under bright street lights
The wheels keep turning
And we drive

to Hollywood, have a nice day
I'm heading west on the 10 freeway
Soft-top down, music cranked up
Catching the breeze, yes I'm feeling the sun

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back on some Detroit shit
Cus the first joint, I really cranked it
Get the drop and treat they block like a fucking painting
Bitch said she like funny

release
Got the volume cranked

We need one another
We're there for each other
Contemplating rivalry
I could hit you harder
'Cause you'll be my brother

We

play The fool
Bow your head, bow your head, bow your head

I’m on the top of the tower, I’ll be a fence without a hedge
As they cranked open your power,

cranked up, those were the days
All I want is just some love and affection
But instead give me that shot of depression
I fear that my life is going into

this is Mother Earth
We've cranked up the terror
Sit back, relax, and kick up your feet
As your own judas cradle grinds up your meat
Now I touched

turned on, cranked up, and wore 'em all out
It's waking up to snow on Christmas day
The last picked kid with the winning play
It's that first real kiss in

I woke up this morning
Busted the shades and cranked the box
Stumbled into the kitchen
Cracked a beer and I threw up
Guess its the only the only way

Lit tunes on my CD
When it ain't skipping
Now I feel like a rockstar
Windows up (hand cranked) in my first car
Cruisin after dark

If any my friends are

A signature with a heart dotted I
She turned the keys, engine cranked, revolution
And hit 40 west as the sun kissed the sky

There was a time when she believed

shitty music
Go retire
These biddies really loving on me
Because of my attire
You saying bergman never cranked
And you a liar
Your pants on fire I move

nanana nana nanana nana

Blood on the drum, steaming from heat
Cranked by a vampire, happy hate machine
Power needs control and I fear the day
When

sitting in the back
cnd the radios cranked, Dolly and rogers in the stream
Yeah this might look like a boat but baby
To my granny it's a doggone dream

can’t stand up 
Everybody on the floor, gotta keep that music cranked up 


Ain’t nobody messing with my friends
Put a middle finger in the air 
We

Cranked the beach boys even when it was getting cold
But in February Jake's car broke down
His dad packed his things
And said they were leaving town

So we