Lyrics:
cold-hearted
Leave them in the dust, I don't even think about it
Kick em to the curb like I already forgot you
Get out of my life, bitch, fuck you
I don't need
of the back roads
And how we'll drive them all night long
How the days will fade and the moon will hang forever
And how the cloud of dust we'll kick up will
some blue Allstars
Passin by on them thang, it's a brown MC
Niggaz goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound)
Niggaz mad Dogg bumpin a bank account
let no man curse
Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse
For we'll be tried by 12
And fertilizing daisies
Crying mommas and cousins
at the light, and I'ma dust ya Porsche
Cause I'ma dope MC, and I'm down by law
Fremelay her on the way to New York
To you MC's, who jock my style
You better
let no man curse
Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse
For we'll be tried by 12
And fertilizing daisies
Crying mommas and cousins
tha vestaview /LFLNR to go wit dis gallery dept. joint surf Vietnam so ill must be a dust joint chill I'm bout to kick tha George Jefferson on dis big
no need to romance ya'
I just want to tap that bird, so heed the word ya' just heard
We cuss and fuss and kick up much dust, but you know, rap stars,
This place ain't just what you make of it
I say its made by who you make it with
Oh
If you like to take it slow
Kick back on an old dirt road
A little
the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dog
Came wit many foes
Spend ya benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
You
moonlight
Raising hell like we'll never die
Jump the barbed wire let's party
It's midnight and we're just starting
To kick up the dust crank them speakers
the eye
G is for Greg who died in the womb
H is for Heather who was sealed in a tomb
One by one we bite the dust
We kick the bucket and begin to rust
mean to be hard but that’s life
God, if we drive by in the
Night with the lights off you got no hope
Kick rocks or get shell-shocked
We unload, hit
Cocked on these suckas, time to die
Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through high school, kickin' up dust
But
I kick, puzzle them like arithmetic
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli' luger clip
Let us bust, we just keep kickin' up dust (oh, yeah)
You're getting colder by the hour
Your freezing shadows pave the way
They saw your face
Like pretty flowers
But our will power won't seize
The day;
your name in the streets
What they talking 'bout
I know that people like to kick that dirt
And misery just loves that hurt
If it's gon' get bad
of lies
Woah, I say woah
I can tell by the way you kick up dust
You won't be happy til you're dancing on my grave
Redemption in the winds that blow
stand for nothing
Then I find sun and I just lie around
I sweep your dust all up into a small pile
And kick it up so that its scattered well
Clipping
little fun
Sing a little Nitty Gritty
On the karaoke mic
Forget all the words let the crowd sing them right
Gonna cut up the rug kick some dust up
With
Kick dust
This is the March of the road mutants
We're taking back our homes
Take the power from the players
Back to the green zone
We'll pull
this new song It's dope man)
compact disc to the prime is optimist
fans and friends I'm universally cosmic
concrete jungles abound
you stand by
I want your tongue to kick my teeth
We can bathe our skin on any of the lawns we please
If you're looking for a feeling
Let's cop a bag
We can
cs I'm looking out my window
I see a life that's passing me by
There's no time to waste or better place
So I kick off all the dust from the tires
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