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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,

northern light

When I drive by, I feel the wheel pull
But I suspect that she keeps her dance card full
And I'll admit that I keep some company
If I had my

it no doubt
And I need some vacation time
I'm getting stressed out

Invite me in a whim I shock
Them when I turn out
Forgiato wheels spinning when I

promises unless you come,
thru like Miguel and Cole..Chill
Why did it feel like me don’t belong,
How me get involved
7k in debt and yet, it’s me in the pool

I send a text to remind ya
Look here
Im on the way
Like a eighteen wheel
Aint nothing in the back
Officer go handle ya business
Im on the way
No more

and weaklings!

We must proceed with what has begun
The wheels of fate are already spinning and we cannot bide any longer
We are on our own, and splendour

Beady Eyes on the Horizon

Jukebox the Ghost

Let Live and Let Ghosts

2008

There's a dead man hanging, slumped over the steering wheel of an interstate
Runaway bursting into flames
And the devil was gently breathing,

Midnight Train

The Men They Couldn't Hang

Waiting for Bonaparte

1988

something
That's like a poison from the ground
>From Nottingham down to Bosworth field
Past canals and forest and the rivers still
By the rails there's

Android Porn

Sick Girls

Sick Girls Revolution, Vol. 5: Sick Tricks & Urban Bass

around and blow your own heads off
'cause bitch I'll keep comin' like I'm nike's in sweat shops
I ride this track till the wheels crack motherfuck a rest

Oblivious Darkness

Astarte

Quod Superius, Sicut Infernius

wheel of drifting desired shadows

Affections of remained rites
Filled by perfumes of past destination
A distant chaos far beyond
From what our eyes

From the South [Assholes Remix]

Trae

Later Dayz

2006

of ice in it
My three-fifty-seven pretty but ain't nothin nice in it
Too many bitches and not enough rubbers
Got so many of my real niggaz under

Under My Wheels

Quincy Punx

We're Not Punx

1999

I've got a customized hearse with razor edged fins
A fifty-seven Caddilac that's blacker than sin
It's got a four-fifty-four and spikes

yeah
I tell them you should do the same, hey yeah
Look, to all my relations
I put two feathers up now
It's a glorious occasion
Welcome to the 7

I blow
Might catch a contact, if I drive by slow
With a tight grip, hand on the wheel of my tight whip
See me at the second line, and all them girls

I'm low key cruisin' wit a big boy purchase
Protected by my presence, therefore you're never nervous (nope)
I know ya boy worth it (yep), the kid got

loose
In a movie role with truth
Co-starring, don't spar with no
Artist my level
Froze target, slow harvest, bogarted by metal
So god but so ghetto, so

might lie but I'm a player by nature
Work a ho quick for the paper
So haters feel the vapors, yeah take a hit from the bomb
(Chronic) I brought a whole

Has no place left to boil
That's when the land was overrun
By plants and factory scenes
And all the crafts got dry cleaned
A shadow once nobody owned