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not for Your Purpose
Remember, energy and fuel are the same
So the secret to making sure you are always burning the correct fuel
Is by fueling yourself

all of us alive
Moving along is like pure fuel in our veins - so break up your chains

Time flies by like a feather in the wind
No matter what they say

Bad habits, I got bad habits
Too many bad bad habits if you Saw my list of righteous deeds You'd laugh at it
Losing control
Devils on patrol
Jesus

of the smile that I give to strangers 
I guess it's force of habit now 
That grin's becoming numb to me 
I don't notice the smiley faces send on texts 
Amusing

Breakin' Old Habits

Scarface

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

the g's 
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese

You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you 
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You

a cost
While being washed up
By my tears
Oh dear
With my undenying fear
Goodbye cruel world
Cabbage and a carrot
His favourite type of habit
And a little

It’s not the right time to be grinding my gears
Got a backpack full of fiery ideas
Surprise! You’re the fuel,
Ha! You think I’m the fool?
Just wait

Gettin money is a habit
KXNG D.O.P.E. be da man, hoe
Big boss bank roll
Rollin in the Range Rove
Never broke again
I got money in the bank hoe
I been

Written By: Darryl Hop Hill Jr.

[CHORUS] 
Bad habits (bad habits)
 Sometimes you mad at me (mad at me).
 But you can't keep this shit  up 
You know

All got habits, marijuana to static
By two cats and coats with automatics (rrrah)
St. Louis is the Truth like Sojourner (what)
Don't need a burner,

the damn fools dat think im slippin wit my juice
breakin old habits so hard to do
das y u see me on the same block wit the same crew
n everybody sitting fat

Yeah, yeah
I'm moving into new habits with ease

I move into new habits with ease 
(What, what?)
I move into new habits with ease
(yeah I can feel

it when I sag thru
I was raised by hustlers getting busy like I had to
Young hitter self made
Paid off the dribble
VVs on my neck
Better check them he

ya block kill em ain't no tit for tat
I really need a million cash I got expensive habits

Pour a four after I ate, I see you fake just by yo traits

habit of poetic sympathy
Classic panic
And elite sycophancy
Left to our lowly vices
Writhing in our sleep
L'appel du vide
Neurotically
Consoled by

controlled by my fears
And the substances I consume
Bad habits, bad habits
I can't lie, got too many bad habits
Way too many bad habits
Bad habits, bad habits

a cold habit

No stranger to being stabbed in the back by a gold dagger
Held by my own hand trying to be my own man, a cold wager
Don't be a pack rat, yo,

sir, more fuel for my habit of amnesia?
Make haste, escape, while it's starlit
Evade silver steaks and plates full of garlic
Scarlett eyeballs, the full

Nasty Habits

Oingo Boingo

Only a Lad

1981

and play
By yourself when they're away
Nasty affair what do I care

Do you peek at magazines
Filled with doggies and leather queens
Nasty habits, nasty

only tonight
We dabbin ,we fuckin, we sippin on something whatever you like
Only tonight only tonight
She showing me all of her nastiest habits, she

doing anything for clout, and the net it relentless
I can tell y'all are fuel efficient by the way that you run your mouth
Always worried about the next

be put down by anybody else
Cause all the stars are gonna line up
Saying that it all will be fine

You've got your guns for hire
To fight a fuel

Walking home alone at night
See the people going by
Heard the calls from central park; 
kids out late to do it all. 

I left the party early, 
Had

Fuel To The Fire       music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams

 1992, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
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