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Snow Days

Trip Shakespeare

Across the Universe

1990

It's coming down 
Snow pains on the motor veins 

Keeps your business on the ground 
It's coming down 
Slow day for the teacher 
And her wheels

Hadron Collision

Propagandhi

Failed States

2012

through a cloud of exhaust.
A fucking conniption,
In their cages on wheels they fucking rot.

And I might be trapped in a world going backwards
But

Broken Promises

Rusty Truck

Broken Promises

Take a ride on a ferris wheel
At county fairs round down in Bakersfield
I like to ride in the rodeo from time to time, yes I do
Money comes

Let's get 'em
Yeah

Dezzie by my arm reach, Palm Beach
Poland Spring, Gain Green is the army
Calmly walking to the courtroom, head high
Thinkin'

let go
Drop top (Drop top)
Wheels chop from the beginning (Yeah)
New fit, open waters, nautical living (Nautical)
Down in the cove getting lit with my

Get my Baby to Me

Can put her on a coach with a wagon wheel
By heck, by golly give me a trill,
Just come on
Get My B-B-B-B-Baby to Me

Any ole way

Written by, Kenzo Cregan
Produced by, David Hopkins and Kenzo Cregan
Tracking engineer: Jeremy Ferguson
Mixing and mastering: Robert Root

Lead

Coop taking these pain killers
We just took two at a time
Niggas they spraying the wheel
They hitting whoever, if you in the ride
Nigga, I did this for

Ayy, G Herbo, this a real Eastside story right here, man
R.I.P. them niggas, haan

Used to ride the front of the bus now I'm in the back

Tons of painted metal moving round on wheels
Strips of iron back and front dangerous it kills kills kills
Strange I know but made to go at twice

Greyhound

Dave Barnes

Chasing Mississippi

2006

Drowned out by those big ol' wheels eating up the ground
Jackson Mississippi, Memphis Tennessee
Two more hours til she's here with me

[Repeat x2]

Back on the Scene

Rasco

The Birth EP [Pocketslinted]

destroy, you better call out the convoy
And say 'Goodnight' to John Boy
Tuck niggas away, gettin'--bucked wit' spray
By the new take for the--spit of the day

All Night

Swollen Members

SSX 3

2003

feel
We coming through rolling on rims bigger than bus wheels
And plus skill that's a total package
You scared like airplanes and exploding (?)
That's

the glass eye squint
Fab five time out and the hide out kids
Honey comb collective and the tae-bo kick
Little Billy posted by the blinds loaded
No shit,

Whoa Is Me

Down with Webster

Time to Win, Vol. 1

2009

I don't hustle, I do
Used to get up for the bus now I fly to
Drive by you, I'll buy you
Alright, then I'll bite your style
I try to act like

song by Seal
Riding til we lost every motherfucking wheel
And the engine dead, so we Wilma and Fred, on our feet to the crib
Thought all we need is love

Get up mother fuckers (Fuck)
Its so embarrassing doing a voice over
(British gibberish by Prof)
I'm hung over as fuck, straight up
Drink some tea,

Adolf
Cocky
Way that you goose stepping
Way that you loose lipping
Talking 'bout who tripping
Talking 'bout who to shove under the bus
And who all

we got is Us fam 
train without a coach I ain't waiting for you To busman 
try touch an I'll bus back before the dust land 
all you see is dust and..

have to, and that sucks
They got cars and I ride the bus
Unless I'm on a board, wheels, and trucks

I got the west coast blues
I got the west coast

the moonlight

We're doing ninety
As the sky turns to gray
The people look like bees
Buzzing by the highway

The wheels are rolling
Like a rolling stone
Alone, I

of vibe usually is of the Disney plus and thrust
I'm the side hoe but she mad because we hardly fuck
I'm renting out a party bus
The wheels round and round

on foot
By the lack of wheels
We aim to keep it real and
Hell no we ain't never missing
Came a long way from eating
When government gave permission
If you

have to, and that sucks
They got cars and I ride the bus
Unless I'm on a board, wheels, and trucks

I got the west coast blues
I got the west coast