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for some to hold steady.
So when it's our time I pray to God we all ready...
I'm trying to maneuver through the cloudy forecast.
Windshield wipers high

are bleeding and I'm broke, but I know
 I can't do it by myself I need my bros
I need some help, help me, I just want to escape 
But the only way to get

(Yeah) She got money in the bank
Lot more fuel left in her tank
Say she ain't takin' no chances
Niggas ain't shit
She got money in the bank
Lot

in my blindness as a man
You learn to lose, you come to understand
Now I'm constrained by the pain of loving God
I got out of that game and changed my

some more
Even if I live poor
I gotta give thanks to God
That's for sure
I thank God for forgiving
I thank God for delivering
I thank God for every

thoughts and kept a slave to all my wants
I let past affect my present so it's presence never stops
Playing tricks on kids like rabbits, fuel and feed in all

thoughts, and kept a slave to all my wants
I let past affect my present so it's presence never stops
Playing tricks on kids like rabbits, fuel and feed in all

days had an onion
Another week pass by, a quarter from the runnin'
So I take a quarter to the corner store and cop some Funions
That's my only treat,

was sitting by myself and got sucker punched
They hit my head hard and knocked the food right off my tray
Beat me to the ground and poured some milk

chased my dreams and they mad at me...
Get you some courage you cowardly dog
The industry is smoke and some mirrors I see through the fog
Adding fuel

ocсupants  joy and only
We will destroy the whole Soviet apparatus
The one run by an old KGB member

Nuclear physicist and pizza chef
Making fertilizers for

Your Love's Like Glue

Herbert Grönemeyer

Luxus (English Version)

1990

Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far
Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane
Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain
Some

seen with Gods unless we beat the odds

It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
These people tried to count me out for

surgical
Dawg, dawg
I gotta go vertical, sin after sin so I pray God is merciful
Tryna run straight but I'm running in circles like
Dawg, dawg
Sometimes my

Ex chick tripping, that's some shit I Fuckin' laugh bout
Know who did it, I don't even break The mask out
Couple shots in him, if he living hit

I can put fuel in a cat, uh, or maybe fuel in the vet
Your hoe pussy be purrin', I call up my pet
If we really got beef, I'll smoke you on the set

Everybody, anybody see I'm God like

I'm God like, everyday I'm God like
I'm God like, everyday I'm God like

Yo, I'm God like, some will say I'm God body

bout how that makes me a fool
The world we live in is evil and cruel
Not living for God gives the devil his fuel
It's easy to be blinded by the lies

Ayan

I took some time for myself, yeah
I'm asking God for some help, yeah
I took some time for myself, yeah
Said I'm asking God for some help, yeah

wrapped around some tree
Got nothing to lose so God won't you set me free

0 to 60 miles per hour in no time at all
Fuel runs in my veins I feel the freeway

Stand Up

Flobots

Fight with Tools

2008

Stand up
We shall not be moved
Except by a child with no socks and shoes
If you've got more to give than you've got to prove
Put your hands up

though
Sales goin up
And I’m feelin’ like I’m Chapo
Grabbin’ by the O
I ain’t feelin like a deego
Bad catties on my line fuel my ego
Freaky lil ting got

Others might think she's having mood swings
But I know it's her personality yeah
Social gatherings can cause anxiety yeah
Need some time to fuel up,

Some people want to be free
While others tell them no
Plant yourself like a tree and
Learn to look back for once and
Please just let go of the past