just to put me right 'cos if you wanna run cool if you wanna run cool if you wanna run cool, you got to run on heavy, heavy fuel my life makes perfect
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fuel line) (Keep filling that old fuel line) (Keep filling that fuel line) (Keep filling that old fuel line) (Keep filling that fuel line) (Keep filling that old fuel line) (Keep filling that fuel
direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So gimme fuel, gimme fire Gimme that which I desire White-knuckle tight Gimme fuel Gimme fire My desire On I burn Fuel
ahead, yeah ahead. CHORUS: Ooooh, on I burn, Fuel these pumping engines, Burning hard, loose and clean, And on I burn, turning my direction, Quench my thirst with gasoline. Gimme fuel
: The fuel to write To burn, to stay alive To stand and wait It takes fuel to light the tiniest star, and fuel to start a fire The fuel to win
Losing respect from the nations. Our own allies disapproval. Fuel the fire. Our own fathers shelter lies. Fuel the fire. Abusive power crushing lives. Fuel
re taking me higher adding fuel to my fire [Chorus:] ya don't stop that's because you're adding fuel to my fire ya don't stop that's because you're adding fuel
black and white Ooh, and I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burnin' hard, loose and clean And I burn Turning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So gimme fuel
, 'cause I made, I made, I made The mistake of trusting you Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire Yeah, people like you just fuel
'Cuz I made, I made I made the mistake of trusting you Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire Yeah, people like you just fuel
[Saukrates] It's time for the remix.... remix [Moka Only] Swollen Members gonna make y'all stop Take a minute and remember who takes the top To the
Language unsuitable tension n' onic Coastal Chronic track got Moka on it Independent with a different perspective Select effective next on exit The young and the restless fool fuel
of the story, the visual, I wish you all The better end of all to come, the truth be now here one by one I am to extend to none, the memory that fuels
I had a ticket to fly so I boarded a plane When a combat dressed stewardesses shouted my name I'm wanted alive yeah, I'm in for a trial It's minimum mercy
What we need isn't systems Or regulating plans But bigger guns to shoot with And a bigger type of man Ill will For good or ill, my iron will Is unrivaled
I count to 10 Jihad, I'm getting mad And there's no fuel left for the pilgrims Jihad, I'm getting mad And there's no fuel left for the pilgrims And
