Search results for 'running out of days stereomultimedia track by 3 doors down' Page #22

to your brain
Kill you on the track with the thought from a train
It can never stop me 'cause I'm going insane
And I'm going out my brain and I'm giving

the door
Starting to think that was your whore
I wiped her floor like a chore
Like a track star, she be running back on all fours,
Begging for more
(knock,

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra

Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I

Couple more tracks for the Soundcloud
Keep it a stack
Say it out loud
We were too blinded by city lights
Get a grip
Get an overwrite
Don't give a shit what

doing
But it's always every day
Is he working out or cleaning?
I don't know, I just cannot say

Running through the streets
Not a care in the world
Exhale

are next
Nah nah, he's out with three and no less
After TJay, no more mess
When you're on the scene, running with the team
It's no more fucking stress
I

Rip Your Heart Out

Tech N9ne

Knock Madness

2013

imagine not spazzing on a track this savage
I snap then I'm a little fanatic
So orgasm cause they witnessin madness nigga
This that twenty one three classic

And behind you they're all talking and laughing and drinking

But here you are walking like a ship's anchor sinking

And out of nowhere a car door slams

Not another day
Same old same old
I’m bored out of my fucking mind
I’m bored
When will this stupid virus go away
I’m stuck inside my house all

the team
She blowing these laps like it is a track meet (Uh)
I’m a gone count this green (Huh)
I'm a gone count this cheese (Huh)
Running at the loot all day

there?

I-I-I I've got a migraine
And my pain will range from up, down, and sideways
Thank God it's Friday 'cause Fridays will always be better than

cap
No words shit crack
In ma zone running track
With ma g's on a lash
Get the front get the back
We on beast mad max
Full speed flashbacks
Get the whip

on the screen
But never putting anything obscene
So we blowin' on steam
Flowin' down like a stream
On this jam, goin' ham with the fam
We rockin' out mics from

mind just surrounded by smoke
3 days in and I found love but it's untouchable
Animosity curiosity through my veins
Keep myself in the burbs for just

on the east side
Still move a lot of work i could retired
Still running up a check i should be tired
Still want 40 for a 3-5
Weed so loud cant be quiet


Got my

you whipping out a plea (Plea)
In jungle smoking we're counting by the three
Boy lap a track like he doing Grand Prix

throws i snuck back door for the layup
Dish it out look through the peep hole turn the most valuable player
Dat Vs purity clear
My role is stay up in

Unexplainable

Lloyd Banks

H.F.M., Vol. 2: The Hunger For More

2010

back where she kick out
Quit running

Here's how I show out
Even though I'm rap
I'm with the [?] that move blow out
Leather pull the door out
You

Poppa Was a Playa

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

the door she barking
I turned down the Johnny Carson
Jumped out the bed, we grabbed both his legs
Me and my brother, not knowing the pain he gave my

challenge, you opting out
Hit 'em with that overhand right, it knocked him out
Balenciaga on me, yeah, that's the shit we copping now
I ain't even top 3, lil'

morph it
That's the day you'll know my shit is wack 'cause I forced it
Dropped a track and some energy drink endorsed it
I'ma always be the same person

out bent and I'm slamming the door
Aye, its usually worth it
I just gotta get myself out of this water and onto the surface
I need my plan to start

Music Makes Me High

Lost Boys

Legal Drug Money

1995

till the day that I die it's L.B.
 from the year 95 and true 'G's

 1 for the money
 2 for the Lie
 3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
 4

haunted by your worst mistakes
Watch me sinking underneath the waves

I don't want to drink about it
(Stare it down)
Driving out at 3 am (No way out)
Blood