Lyrics:
the rush and the ride as the bubble starts to pop
Cherokee Indian Colorado Aspen, triangle cannon ball
You can hear it blasting
When the times seem tough
Rush, they call us Russ and Run
Since that's the company, you won't be chumpin' me
Here's the man, ask that fan (Run big brother D!)
time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
Ren said, "Let's start some shit!"
I got a shotgun, and here's the plot
Takin' niggas out
falling in love with you
Through the small port window of a big main whiner I watched the cities rush by
And the gay shining wings of a great steel eagle
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Meth Lab 3
Carlo
Yeah, woo
It's all digital, revolution televised
Generations at war, police states do or die
Hoodies on, we all
a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be well obliged
Murder is comodified, felon for the second time
Never was I into chasing trouble I was followed by
of the sights that leave you breathless
My life reflects this
Every day I wake up for breakfast
The feelin I'm feelin is the nexus
Blue skies and big shit
trainer
Please kill yourself
Now I've sold a few things myself in my time
And by the way folks
There's some t-shirts on your way outside
Well last night I
ina rush
Nice n easy and take it slow
Take it slow-oooooo
And you kaa be ina rush
You can't be ina rush
A My time fi meck she
Sweat and buss up
Like
up?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit him in the jaw
Ren started stompin' him, and so did E
By that time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we
Gotta get out 'coz tonight won't be a ball
It will be the end of us all, it will be a revolution when you hear their call
'Coz they''ll come in a rush
[Harlettes:] This is the story of a young girl
who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get
In a world
Where people are moving fast
In a time
Where nothing is meant to last
Even the best things in life
Are going by in a flash
The future we
kind love I never see am
High me like say na cigar
Spanner to my screw baby na you I choose baby
You get the juice baby
Ou baby girl with you by my
they see
That they measure in
Not big minutes
(Time goes by, time goes by)
As they write their plans
On their not big hands
(Got no time to waste)
open up accounts for 'em, we bounce tourin'
Major cities, arenas, headline with big time singers
Cop Ferrari's with navigational screens
Guide us
it out the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too
I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by
And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try
You play hard
oh
I'll get you home by a decent time
Wait, fuck yo' bed you can sleep in mine, yeah
Let's make it happen, girl, I need some time
Speakin' of time
White
You messin with city kings with glissy rings
That's gonna show you good time pretty thing
Cause you was spotted, in the club lookin exotic
by
there that crossed me cuss me
Everything come full circle word to the boss above me
Slow stroking cause the bamski way too big my gyal don't rush me
Woi
still rub my big ass dick on her clit
Get her hooked, wanna be mine I need some money
If she aint kicking in all the time she dont want me
Verse
a quick-time event to pass
and press x to make it real, who's the best!
press ""x"" to revolution
select your new illusion
press ""x"" to revolution
select
This
Could be something big!
[Ludacris]
Luda! Don't change the station,
I've been impatiently waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the Danger Zone.
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