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higher
I wasn't wearing my protective gear
Oh no
We were only trying to feed it oxygen

The same doesn't feel the same
It doesn't feel the same
The same

I have a bond with fear
And with my space truck gear
I'm the caped crusader

I've a bond with wisdom
I've a bond with poverty
I've a bond with

Rising power, feel the speed as I shift into high gear
All alone, I own the road, I know your gates are near
Hellsent, whipped with fury. death

everyone around you is trying to cheer you up
While you are feeling down
It's when everything around you reminds you that
It's gonna be hard to go through

All my teachers,
Much greater than preachers
All my teachers,
Much better than their features

I grew up in a rock block
Wearing leather gear

Yeah you broke up the mentors
I'm the wrath of an army

You paid a man
Known as detective grant
Suspicions rose, but towards you
You're digging gold

Where do we go from here!
I feel my jumping gear
There must be something in the air
Now should I make my move?
Just like that fairytale
I kiss her

whoa..

Voices, echo
In my head, in my head

Prima Donna people stop and stare
Picking up the scent in the air
But they don't stare long hurts their eyes

I have found
Gears under the water
Crossed the streets of Acheron
To the docks that tilted up
Towards the lines
And now I'm
In and out of sleep
Have

I was 13 when we packed up in the city 
And moved out west to a town in the country
Everybody thought that we were so lucky 
But I wasn't all that

that block 'til the gear box broken
We had to leave the Lotus

Tell me if you really do road
Tell me if you really do trap
War with the opps, that's

round us up
Do it all again next week
An embryonic love
The first time that it scarred
Embarrass yourself for someone
Crying like a child

eye and I'll be gone
Blink your eye and I'll have moved along
There is nothing left for me here
Gotta get my ass in gear

I am hopeful, hopeful for

Yin' ngath' usaba amanzi)

They call me chick of the year
Change lanes, I'm switchin' a gear
Money talk, No lip over here
Check the Insta, You wish you

counterfeit money, hopped in the car and revved up my engine
Fuck it, rather die a feared nigga than a scared nigga
Yeah, nigga, I said, "yeah," nigga,

can keep it like a souvenir
Your bitch is over here I get her wet like scuba gear
And send her back to you ahamba in a vura yeah
Hamba vutha yeah
Y'all

like Tommy gun
Pow
Dropping shells everywhere
Better tread lightly
I'm conquer this here
Going bonkers this year
Engineering high gear
Anybody interfere

round us up
Do it all again next week
An embryonic love
The first time that it scarred
Embarrass yourself for someone
Crying like a child

something gears me to the grovel every opportunity
I've got that jealous stripe, I probably am that type
I'll see you twenty Marys later, when your tongue

Let’s remix it

Well I’m burnin’ burnin’ up the street
Watching people on their feet in my car
No time no time to mess around
Got my foot flat

dress up sweet and sharp and
Meet Tony and me at the dance at ten
And walk tall
We always walk tall
We're Jets
The greatest
When you're a Jet,

Jet Song

Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra

West Side Story

2007

dress up sweet and sharp and
Meet Tony and me at the dance at ten
And walk tall
We always walk tall
We're Jets
The greatest
When you're a Jet,

round us up
Do it all again next week
An embryonic love
The first time that it scarred
Embarrass yourself for someone
Crying like a child

medication
And rode two miles through nowhere to a water fountain spitting out hot water
I sit at a bench at a compost heap
And I'm about to pedal up