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together by putting they shit on pause
So what does it mean, Assault on Precinct 13?
You are bout to see just what the dirt bring
It's working, that force, I
you broke up[00:56.38]Cross a nigga then break his legs[00:57.77]Niggas duck and goose[00:58.41]Them bitches so afraid[00:59.18]Kick you in between by
it!
Do engines get rewarded for their steam?
John Henry hid in a coal mine for his dinner nap
Had thirty minutes to rest before the bell
The mine
can go anywhere you like
I've found there's distance in the silence
So tell me what's on your mind
I'm down an engine
Low on gas
I flew this plane all
life by its balls
cnd squeezes it like the lemons, like they say in your goddamn metaphors
Coolant to your engine and hydrant to your fire
Ima Burn
daddy and an engine never needs to write its name.
So pack your bags, we're headed west and L.A. ain't no place to rest.
You'll need some sleep
you're finally at peace;
A melancholic pause for loss and the in between
We all say that we should have known,
But it's always too late when the true
chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy
chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy
a rusty motel sign
I could probably use some rest
But I keep it between the lines
Cause there's a woman waitin' on me
I know it's late, hope she's still
pen sick
Bro don't tempt me
I put holes where your sense be and reload my engine
And squeeze mo' till I'm empty
I know your hoes resent me
I live in
oughtta take the place of livin'?
And what's a substitute for bread and beans? I ain't seen it
Do engines get rewarded for their steam?"
John Henry hid in
it!
Do engines get rewarded for their steam?
John Henry hid in a coal mine for his dinner nap
Had thirty minutes to rest before the bell
The mine
"lights off shit coming at you live and on fire
Kottonmouth kings, and cypress hill"
You know southern california be home of the highest
Between
to salt the earth. Impatient in my self-destruction
My story draws blood from stone
And the engine is the themes
Tragedy turn comedy and it comes in threes
roar[02:11.41]Coming in your door[02:13.19]Got my chains[02:14.81]Changing lanes[02:16.40]Gaining speed[02:17.73]It's what I need[02:19.58]Fuel for hate[02:21.19]It's my
shoelace get caught up in the creese
Everything is wrong, and more
I get caught between the track and the floor
Going up the escalator Going up
Capone in his youth
The difference between me and you, I already done it
And lived the street life, niggas run away from if
You follow my life, in
Standing in that silent hall waitin' for that final call
Says he doesn't love me anymore
Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab
through the raging fire
It’s thin line between love and hate
Fear and Faith
I situate in a lukewarm state
(Lord help me)
No rest for the wicked till we
impaired
13. HPPD, nah its not easy
14. I was looking in the mirror and I didn’t see me
15. Depersonalisation fam I couldn’t believe
16. That anything was
the paper
I'm right behind the paper
Don't get between me and this paper
Cause I'm right behind the paper
By the powers invested in me
Haven't invested
the gun oiled, and the temple cleaned shit snort,
And blaspheme, let the heads cool, and the engine run.
Because in the end, everything we do, is just
and believe
In the almighty power of the HJÖRSE
This chaos feeds us
We grow stronger by the hour
Strap into your seat
Fire the engine beneath
Become one with
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