Tekster:
Fuel These Things

I have the fear that dreams are all I'll have that's Left to me These things, all these things These things have I These things, all these things There things

I have the fear that dreams are all I'll have that's left to me These things all these things These things have I These things all these things There things

over stuffed Finally Famous bitch, there aint a f-cking thing thats over us So take that check out and owe it up Man I turned impossible possible And what these

in the streets When I'm eatin' or feedin' my daughter to not come and speak to me I don't know you and no I don't owe you a mutha' fuckin' thing I'm

sweating off what we do to resusitate Members only rock, so mother fuck debate It's hot shit [Prevail] Prevail, Mad Child, Saukrates Who would've thought all these

When it's dark, danger falls across the plateau Unmaskin' your deceit, in the streets that sat low These stompin' grounds are known to bring misfortune Fueled

this all black phantom it's .. out maybach spitter, wobble ... dreams all the drivers and the truckers make their ride ... can really speak about it, we did a lot of things

The Cremation of Sam McGee The Cremation of Sam McGee (Robert W. Service) There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun by the men who moil

One of these days, and it won't be long (It won't be long now) One of these days, and it won't be long (You bound to come up) One of these days, and