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Way back long time ago
When the first acting man took oath
And the conflicts of the world were cold
Was a yellow bus on a mountain road
A sports team

window seat.

The bus wheels keep on turning

'till it's time for the backbeat.

So if you think this is glamorous 

You better should think twice

'cause

the ocean
Looping like a wave, same ol’ shit
Silhouettes of me in the mist
On the bus, nah I say we coasting
Water from the tap, it be potion
I’m something

of steel
Recreating high school grades by measuring our neighbours cage
Deep down I feel sick inside this wheel
Could you believe that misery has come from

Money in my pocket 
Now these bitches love me too

I use to miss the bus 
Now the roof is missing too

I take the yellow brown
And the chocolate bitches

at our school picture
Yo, and look how time getcha
It will fly by if you ain't looking at it with the mind eyes
You a fool if you tryna be a wise guys
Yo

the headlights and the front wheels
Lifting his bus to140 kilometres per hour
And completely off the ground
Before flipping and rolling and spinning off the road

The navigation took us right by the police
We got our seat belts on
So we look discreet
They didn't fuck with us
So we kept pushing thru
Getting back to the shit

People around me getting money and there's more of us
I been hustling since high school we was on the bus
Many nights smoking in the car like four

to hollywood,, somewhere up in the hills , my story give you chills , I didn’t have meals, at the bus stop, praying that I get some wheels , I ain’t have no keys

or a bus zaza always come on wheels
Doin drills wit da ticket til my bruva get his deals
We inna Nissan but the plate say Issa benz
I shoot a text after we

of my mind
In our hasty rush
To beat the early evening crush
We ran into a road
And did not notice the approaching bus
Now it's my firm belief
That I

Dog Beats

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol.1 & 2

1998

with the ICP
I like bass, treble, and the test up
Throw kick it in the back of a Sector Bus
With that 40-O, or that's trouble
Shootin' craps in the back

the Forest Green

[Eggsy]
2 wheels, 1 pair of Nike
Like Richard Hammond when I get on the mic
1 kid, 1 hooded top
Smack yer arse when I drive by the bus stop

yeah I once heard that the wheels gon turn
Because the wheels on my bus never ever getting stuck up in the dirt
Really gotta give thanks to the life I

It'll make you beat on the street
Until we cracked the concrete
And feel the Earth again

Two knights distracted by pawns
A chess board is how see these

to the studio
Where I would find my purpose
I murk shit
Same way I did my transmission 
Killed my wheels 
I put it thru the transition
Had to Scrap it
Hurt me

So when I'm drifting
My front wheels not slipping
Pirelli's stuck t
O the asphalt they gripping
Check the foot work
On my clutch while I'm shifting

bitch put in leg work
Treat a bitch like a bad decision use her head first
This shit im selling look like Tylenol if your head hurt
Outhere serving by

watch yourself at bus stops
Ain't no walkin' through it safely (Uh, uh)
I see niggas run all kind of game
Gamin' consoles
So it's impossible to break me

come and ride by my side in the passenger seat.

I've got the wind in my hair, I've got my hands on the wheel.
We're going so fast but I like how it

dripping, got you looking thirsty
Come catch this vibe, it's a, ayy, said it's a natural high
And I can tell you feeling me just by the look in your eyes
She

Aspiring Sociopath

Atmosphere

Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EPs

2000

prove that he's worthy
Up and out the door by 9 O'clock
The sun is shining up and down the block
There's children in the corner waiting for a bus
That

Katie got them real nice wheels
Let me ride with her up into the hidden hills
Gloomy as the gloomy can be
Open up the canopy
Looking at her makes me