Lyrics:
(Coming on forty-five minute point in our countdown
Everything going smoothly
T-minus 45 minutes and counting
Coming up on t-minus 40 minutes
Countdown is commencing
Pretty soon I'll be saying "Goodbye earth"
A rocket ride on a bucking bronc
At seventeen-thousand miles an hour
It's only
person, had no idea
Just like that honey flipped three times
With nickels and dimes staking rhymes by the eons
Situation around the way with my women
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
a galla il superficiale, chi non è vuoto va a fondo
Ti sei invecchiata ma in fondo sei bella
Siamo marito e moglie a farci le corna a vicenda
Siamo una
by a van
It’s only fair you’re getting what you give
Ti do Ti do Ti do
Fuck you
I don’t need you
Ti do Ti do Ti do
Fuck you
I don’t want you
Ti do Ti
going my way
I'm going my way
I'm going my way is all
Remember when things went sideways
I was by your side
I should have seen the signs when you showed
Oh, he listens to the countdown, every Sunday morning
From a cold solitary prison cell
And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt toad
ti gbo o (Darey l need)
Its 4pm me and my friends are gonna get a call (Awon boys)
Ladies to side (Side)
Then you shake dem up (Efizi)
Now its by 5
feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.
By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.
It’s okay
This is the final countdown.
The hands on the clock.
Become the hands upon your throat.
Take a hard look at your time card.
Add up all the hours.
the flames with fire
On the edge of fury
All the time
Running in and out of time
Hear the ticking on the countdown clocks tonight
Girl we need some, girl we
you not
For the last countdown
I hope im the one
Man Its got to the point
That I cant even try to hear or picture your voice
All of the meanings I had
know you know this isn't what you signed up for
I'll never let this go
I'm in a different state every night
We're kept together
By highways
time)
throwing handfuls of confetti in the air
A minute past midnight
A minute past midnight
The countdown is over now
Another year has passed us by
We've been gettin' beat up by this ol' life,
Seems all we got left is Friday and Saturday night
And sometimes Sunday if Monday is a holiday.
I
[U-God]
Countdown...
Are you ready? Are you mad inside?
Got you strapped down to your seats
Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip
God
Do it by myself
Do it by myself
I'm wrong Again
Wrong again
Way out in interstellar space
Main engine reasons
Main engine countdown sequence
Still
ope eh eh,ti mo tin gbadura baba
Ope ope eh eh,ti mo tin bebe baba oh
But I know oh oh
God dey by my side oh
God dey by my side
Eh i know oh oh oh
God
raised by four on the floor and beat of fours
The speakers in the door, we were raised
By Sunday morning countdowns, stereo sound
Out loud, yeah, I
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
person, had no idea
Just like that honey flipped three times
With nickels and dimes staking rhymes by the eons
Situation around the way with my women
shits, rap is wah I trully wanna
Iba awon ti mo ba ninu game, iba awon high class rapper
Ti omode ba mowowe, dandan ni ki ohun na ka paper
Am a street boy,
peggiore
Lascia un messaggio al futuro, magari richiama
Sei fedele infatti ti lasciano in autostrada
Questa gabbia uccide presto ma l'amore è questo :
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