Lyrics:
shotgun in my passenger seat
Ain't no tellin' where we might go, what we may do, who we could be
Don't matter to me
Long as I've got
You, the Sun and Me
and jumped in the pool
She threw her pants over there by the little table
Well, one of the guys in the band picked up het panties
(he told me later the stuff
This curse is attached to me
With little room to breathe we’ll struggle to make our way
I guess I’ll take it day by day
Wake up. This is all a god damn
to the way static electricity sting see
Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror
Visions of yourself and error could never clearer
The truth is
coming
Picking up passengers
From coast to coast
All you need is faith to hear
Them diesels humming
You don't need no ticket
You just thank the Lord
Yes
it
Because you did not shine your little light
So, shine your little light
This is my story
This is my little light
And yes
I made this music all by
through the computer to do a little song
My music got the charm, smoother than a cougar
Attack the mic and get on the intercom
Hello passengers, fellow
Y’all in the shallow, I’m deep in the game
Sharpened my arrow, I’m ready to aim (Uh)
Blast off, went from passenger to cockpit (Psssh)
Like Bruce Lee,
the fire of fresh breath
I'm acoustic, a nuisance
Air in my lungs feeling punctured
I got grooves in me
I'm accosted, disgusted
Lumped by all my sums, it's
I think you’ve got me all wrong
Every time you try make sense of this situation
I think you’ve got me all wrong
Every time you read into my
fast food
Steak dish with a little can food
Too rich to vacay to Cancun
I would've wifed her but she ran through
Shooters on go when the van moves
I'm
other females out
I tell the bitch to beat it, take the scenic route
She retaliates by tryin' to leave the house
In an evening gown with her cleavage
the Rugers
A couple choppers, acoustic in the guitar with the music
Guess I'm alive and I use it, get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie but the truth
Check it
It began at sea
Three cross currents concurrently
Started turning creatin' the mother of all tempest to be
Excess precipitation
about the lights no more
Ooh, they be so trifling
I probably lose it all, but thank God for my life an
I probably cry a bit, but realize he wasn't right
myself so I'm trying
To keep myself all in check, by writing dozens of rhymes (Listen to your heart)
It's time I listen to my heart when it starts talking
snuggle on the porch by the pale moon light
A little bit of me and you doin' alright
A little bit of life
A little bit of tractor
A little bit of farm
to stress the lessons I've learned, I've seen people go astray and people move forward
- They say as you get older, ya gotta carry a little more weight
I'm a little lost I need a lift
What am I saying I'm barely a kid
She got a car and I got no CDs
I'm practicing all of my passenger wit
We tried
your life so appealing by the way I write it
Make it so she the only shawty I know
On Forgiatos, don't hit no potholes
I roll up one and light it
Swallowed by his pride.
It's like a mobile phone that can't phone home.
It's an endless ringing, and it's a silent drone.
It's a passenger, a messenger
can't see
All I've learned in a passenger seat
With only no-good, two-bit dreams
I saw a light shine
In the wet of your eyes
In middle of the night it
more time!)
Freight is great (Did you think of that all by yourselves?)
Freight is great (It's so profound!)
We never sulk. We hulk the bulk.
'Cos
reflections, acoustic depth by analysis
Vulnerable, to legal talents
High exposure, requires, mental protection, replica
Artificial dynamic Microsoft
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