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Phantom 309

Red Sovine

Truck Drivin'

2013

knew it'd be warm.

At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten 
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin 
"Big Joe's the name", I told

i'd left my paradise
I hit Loughiel
Some paedophile is playing Wagon Wheel


By the time


Signal's cutting out and in
Felt like going back again
Lost

i'd left my paradise
I hit Loughiel
Some paedophile is playing Wagon Wheel


By the time


Signal's cutting out and in
Felt like going back again
Lost

on the tour bus
Kickin' hoes out of Benz sprinters
Swear the whole gang they done been in em
We Barney's shoppin' right by Lennox
I prefer 5% tint cause I'm in

The Wheel

Victoria Banks

Now That's What I Call Country, Vol. 3

2010

swing, then a school bus, 
Then a second hand Chevy and you're kickin' up dust 
It happens so fast, just like that 

[Chorus]
Oh the wheel keeps

twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like

The wheels on the bus go round and round
The wheels on the bus go round and round
Round and round round
Round and round round

I was busy fucking,

It's so sad
Another school shooting
Every day, closer to home
A yellow school bus
Full of lives
A casket on wheels
Rolls on by
We're all guilty
We're

Day breaks away on a lazy Sunday
Sun falls behind Lone Star Road

Please take the wheel while I rest my eyes now
Distance voices scream Are his eyes

prove that he's worthy
Up and out the door by 9 O'clock
The sun is shining up and down the block
There's children in the corner waiting for a bus
That

ways off
The radio sounded like Tim McGraw
And everybody knew you by your four wheel drive

We were puttin' miles on main
Sweatin' in the heat for

Maybe I'll get the bus
And see the drivers behind their wheels
And walkers strolling towards 
The end of summer, if need be

On the outskirts,

Might drive me to drink
Heading for something
But not what you think
The wheels keep on turning
On this old, rattled bus
I guess that I'll always compare

Now everywhere I go they
Watching me Want study me
Mind yuh business
We nuh need yuh company
Hand on the wheel wipping the Wagon like a G
Hennessy

around

turnaround

Verse 2
We turn on good music ‘n watch the miles go by
from all night radio ’n on to streaming 
I ain’t asleep at the wheel, can’t be

Aunt Dot

Lil' Kim

The Notorious K.I.M.

2000

heard a knock at the door
To my surprise I saw these two familiar eyes

Who are you? Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?
She called me by my

up
Stay by my side, yeah you know wassup 
What are the chances I'd end up here 100 to 1
My heart heavy its a ton
You know we both been through some

Cool as Hell

Grand Buffet

Five Years of Fireworks

frequencies,
Only seismologists speak to me.

Recently, wheels that squeak have no sequel,
Refusing to roll like predictable people.
The nunnery is

rent out a claptrap riff-raff apartment
and take the bus to work

each man is his own brand
so sweat not over death
and all the ex-girlfriends

She hasn’t been the same
Since the doctors told us that what she has
Prefers to be called by it’s own name
And it must be hard
As her legs were told

But don't worry.
I pay the bills.

The smell of burnt wheels.
And they have written on the walls.
The guys smashing the windows
At the bus stops.

You

Alarm sounds at four thirty
Don't wake the others up
Get dressed by the phone's light
                                 
Pick up my food and go

the ghetto
I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto
I bang out beats by cars and ho stacks
Rap nigga puttin' out rock-n-roll tracks
Anything with wheels

Surrounded by the wrong people
Wrong things
Energy load kinda precious
So I protect with my essence
Lotta heavy focus on just being
Like noticing I'm