our disease Don't you know that you can't stop rock 'n' roll? Turn it up until your neck sways out of control Can you feel the power? Give me fuel,
, ma, can I borrow the keys? My generation is carpooling with doom and disease Buckle up, skipper, the new American Asterix You're riding shotty with
are oysters, you might find a pearl You can't be scared to take that chance 'Cuz if you rather knock twice then you're late for the dance You gotta move with
That big brass ring Might fill your pocket With some ching-a-ling But there's one thing That I know You just gotta keep Keeping on And doin like you
old is everything new nightmares first degree murder deja vu this is what you know what you don't know is the clue one is the loneliest number that you
, I'm fending them off with these pills If you're Stuck in the front line, would you charm your way out? You might like the Idea of the kill, but you
Some days you get burned, some days take some hours Some days you get burned, sometimes you get burned Some days you get burned, sometimes you get burned
It disturbs me to see you that you're growing old Concerns me to be the one you want to hold Too busy running on fuel, thank God, you made it through
you, we could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition too I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets I'm trying, I'm trying To let you
'Fuck you all' I just want to see what kills me Tommy, are you ready? We better head to town J.D.'s box is waitin' to be lowered down And you know how
fuel cells they drained far too fast, I am dragged like worms on a hook through the hole to the blackness beyond at the end of days, where the world
fuel cells, they drained far too fast, I am dragged Like worms on a hook through the hole to the blackness beyond At the end of days, where the world
serious, I'm serious I got my bags packed just to hit the road with you, ?cause I'm serious, yeah, I'm serious And when it gets bumpy I'll be rollin' with you
out all you rappers cause they filling Lecrae in but I was sleeping on the sun like the 'days inn' // and you could have the money, and you could have
liberty Have some pride and you'll be all right Search inside and you'll be all right See the sign and you'll be all right Break the binds and you'll
My phone rang, I converse with the busy signal Why can't they let me die in pieces? I don't want any more food or condolences, let my people go Burn off
that cut between us Filled with broken shards of promised days I'm standing far ahead Always looking backwards I'm standing far behind With eyes fixed
bear, barter parts and gadget, with battery op enthusiast pardon the barking badgers, while you were parking daggers in kittens with snarling children, i was sharking classes with