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My phone lights up and I think my heart skips a beat
And everything you say replays in my brain naturally
And when you sit by me it makes it hard
Shawty
In the passenger seat
She totting the heat
While I'm spinning the block
Shawty
Ten toes down
She'll never tell when grabbed by the cops
Shawty
Adoration of solid tiles
Spilled out by jealous men
Temples of stone and sand
Waiting for another day
We are carving our distances
Shattered
her, I ain't concerned
She waited turn, I take my turn
I go right, she gets left
And gets upset, you get impressed
I done my best, best by you
Real
Run baby run, lets leave
Run baby run with me
I was driving the wrong way
In a little blue car
I'm used to being in the passenger's seat
Trying stay
I'm suddenly there
Way up in the air
Where passenger trains
Catch fire and fill the sky with flames
And that black rabbit of death
Wakes up in
on across the bay
Moonlight kissed the skies, your hair, your eyes and every second passed us by
We can't deny that we are passengers on borrowed time
But
cNN VIV.
Femal.
1. cN NOU KITE TOUT PWOBLEM YO DÈYÈ,
Pc GEN MOUN KI Pc JcNMEN FÈ
ÈRÈ,
NOU PcP KITE RcKI'N cNVcYI
KÈN,
BcBY NI MWEN NI OU NOU Pc
Go, best friend
Love it when I call you best friend, oh yeah
No textin'
They already get the message, oh yeah
No stressin'
If I got you by my
through the disguise
Realize you've been driving with a passenger's eyes
Everyday living while the storm's swirling up in the sky
The mail truck ripping up
the alley-oops
Deflecting your misguided filler
Coasting through my avenues
Molded by my past disputes
No you ain't my absolute
You perishing I parachute
Money
on the Southern railroad.
It was 97, the fastest train
Ever ran the Southern line,
All the freight trains and passengers take the side for 97,
For she's bound
In the middle of nowhere I find myself empty and starved
Mislead by a fragrance I thought would feed, but I'm naive
I know I'm wasting my life away
Sense, no time for nickels and dimes
I chase dreams, with my curly black follicles
Chugging alcohol by the bottle full, And hence...
I'm crazy, multiple
never seen
She's in the diner by five o'clock
Playin' Elvis on the old juke box
Staring out the window at nothing in sight
As she sings 'Are you
doesn't matter as long as we move on
Babe you look tired of all these disputes
The same discussions day by day
These walls make me mad
Oh god i'm freaking
the rules
By heart
There is
No guarantee
Against infamy
Out there
When there is trouble on the road
Dead passengers will guide you home
They will
dispute any prevalent theories
Not to be judged by any peer or jury
I unleash a verbal barrage that dumbfounds the curious
Response as if by instinct, I
senseless killing.
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This is a dispute which is going on in
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I can roll half a quarter in a 1.5
Smoke it to the head and feel just fine
I can drink a fifth of whiskey by myself in a night
Then chase it with
searching for brighter days.
See me grinding. Like I ain't got no time to waste.
Got sick and tired of chasing dreams from the passenger seat.
I count
The time has come to make a cull
Betrayal of inestimable intermediaries
Overthinking, thoughts: non-stoping
Intramural dispute within
The walls of my skull
Freeze frame, tidal wave in the passenger side
I'm still a nervous kid after all this time
Can you imagine what it's like to be here with you now?
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