Lyrics:
I've got the dynamo of volition
With po-pole position
Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions
I'm a brand new addition to the old edition
I've got the dynamo of volition
The pole position
Automatic transmission with low emissions
I'm a brand new addition to the old edition
With
I've got the dynamo of volition
With po-pole position
Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions
I'm a brand new addition to the old edition
emission
If you ain't knockin like me to the underground bar, buryin a toast
Dodgin the raid like roach, nigga please
Unh! I make it give up the ghost
the press, I'm the best
The hardest in the game, fuck a celebrity buy some X
I must've comped his ass any rapper saying that he lyrical but its an emission
belles
Et le petit garçon, il pousse il est mignon
Ha! Ça fait plaisir! Mais dis-moi
Qu'est-ce que tu fais après l'émission?
J'espère qu'on va dîner
with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch empty out the dutch
No tobacco
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch empty out the dutch
No tobacco spilling on my rug clutch
Bustin out the expedition
Fiend pimpin, blowin up corns coke and cat emissions
My livin, resist the no limit and stashin a duster
Servin the cluckers,
visions by
Stereo air and fragmenting emissions
I've lost and found it
The loneliest thing in the shape of a fist
That I wish I could bring in this
stoned to start emission
People too scared to go to prison
We're unable to make decisions
Political party line don't cross that floor
L. Ron Hubbard can't
programmes des plus alléchants
Dont le lendemain matin ils se souviennent
Des belles émissions d'antan
Des films d'il y a vingt ans
Il vend des téléviseurs aux
the still wind
Outsiders looking in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch
stalks
But I wanna go
And climb some trees
Out in the woods
So fuck the police
They’re checking emissions
Down by the on ramp at Exit 14
the still wind
Outsiders looking in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch empty out the dutch
No tobacco spilling on my rug clutch
lookin' in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch empty out the dutch
No
lookin' in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch empty out the dutch
No
the still wind
Outsiders looking in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch
vanilla sky, light emissions.
I been doing all the numbers like a mathematician.
Look at how I give it, Look at how they spin it.
Don't believe it.
He estado sepultado bajo un callejón
Donde la luz que entra disuelve su color
Marcado por señales frías transmitiéndome
Una emisión sobre saturada
the rate of emission,
And reason allows no rime.
Nothing could be less strange
In entropy
No change, no change, no change.
No, nothing could be less
to the emission guy
Got her shined up good for that game every Friday night
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
But I was happy it was workin' (workin')
Hell,
thrilled me
Your sex was fulfilling
I hurt you -- you cut me
Your painful emission of how you felt
How you felt -- how you felt
My ego -- could not take
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