circus mouth shooting all directions And TV ads that sell erections 'Cause I got no clue what they want to do with you Well, it's getting through, getting through
Übersetzung: The Cars. Getting Through.
circus mouth shooting all directions with TV ads that sell erections Chorus: i got no clue what they want to do with you it's just getting through, getting through
how we roll deep down in the boot We quick to shoot, but strictly bout getting loop Rest in peace to Souja Slim cause he was a fool Walk with me through
judgement day Believe as long as I breathe, uh, I'm here for you To tell the truth I dont want you to go through what I went through My daddy got killed
the jumping into dudes cars Fights with broads the life of a ghetto star I could be lamping on ripplekey? I done seen the stacks But I be in U.S.A getting
Hook] I gotta make it to heaven, fuck going through hell Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven I gotta make it to heaven, fuck going through
m powered by uranium Unleash my serium On a whole stadium And wild chickenhead getting high from avilium It's like, it's like shit's getting serious Cats getting
Will you still want me... Well I said come for the week, you can sleep in my bed, and pass through my life like a dream through my head. It will, it
: Cause all the cars are slowing up And now the lights are going red And all these stupid little thoughts start swimming through my head The girl in
running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through
: getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i choose sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo and i been riding
that shit for pimp okay well never mind, I I I tried to told you, Drizzy still ain't nothing nice Bracelet saying you should quit, cars saying fuck ya
know where I'm going I gets in my car, I starts rowing But like the water is seeping It's getting in through the bottom I tickle them fish Swallow them
period late I'm hot as fuck, my truck keep getting tailed It's like every week, one of mines getting jailed Forgetting bail, piss test failed Got parole
they come through This one's for all my Newport slingers, dope heads that'll chew off fingers Just to shoot that thing up, get on ya grind 'Cause while your getting
when they was driving down Castleton The whip was badly crashed, come on, you do the math They probably smoked a bag, no seatbelts, they flew through
to get through the fog Pullin' up mad slow blunted, passin' police cars I saw one two three bodies Blood mixed with the rain ran through the gutter That
