: Drive slow, drive fast whatever the destination is Imma leave all the numbas on the dash. sherif's tryin comin see me but it aint my fault. better
: Drive slow, drive fast Whatever the destination is Imma leave all the numbas on the dash. Sherif's tryin comin see me but it aint my fault. Better
to myself was it worth it Hook: Layovers almost over I can see clearly No more stormy weather Exit row dont pull on the lever, lever This gone be my final destination
Lies an ejaculatory speech Will his letter survive? Will the words ever reach? Tell me will his letter survive? Will the words ever reach their destination
mega... ...yo, be for real I was buried on a battlefield I heard megabombs, firearms, and more alarms and hand grenades, mad rage in evil ways My destination
Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ah, ooh, ooh Ooh Drive slow, drive fast Whatever the destination is I'mma leave all the numbers on the dash The Sheriff's tryin' to
cannot change What I don't understand And I was never taught To look again I never meant to hurt you Said the husband to the wife I only see that I am destined
I heard mega... ...yo, be for real I was buried on a battlefield I heard megabombs, firearms, and more alarms And hand grenades, mad rage in evil ways My destination
'm thinking to myself, Was it worth it? [Bridge] Layover's almost over, I can see clearly, No more stormy weather Exit row Don't pull on the lever, lever This gon' be my final destination
perfect I'm thinking to myself, was it worth it? Layovers almost over I can see clear No more stormy weather Exit don?t pull on the lever, lever, This gon? be my final destination
One lil pill you can break down into fo's Guaranteed when mixed with liquor it gon' have you on the flo' [Verse 1] I just popped half a Xanex hoe 11
on, but the earth remains A time of birth, a time of death, perishing mortals Men are like grass, which soon doth pass, destined to die Houses of clay
made over records we played they were ingrained in my soul till the heart till the grave now you're changing your mind just like we didn't exist it's 11:11
Ha ha ha! Come and take a ride Come and take a ride Billionaire Yayo Justice League 57 years, yes! Blood for a D-Boy Hand my mack 11 to the engineer
change I looked up to all the ghetto superstars Shit, I used to trip when they call a female a bitch I'm just another lost soul in the world Destination
cultures, Different traditions Different languages, different approaches Of the World... World within our eyes, confronted by the outside... On the road Again Far - of destination
pages Lies an ejaculatory speech Will his letter survive? Will the words ever reach? Tell me will his letter survive? Will the words ever reach their destination
SADNESS ------- AMES DE MARBRE -------------- 1. Ames de Marbre 4:23 2. Lueurs 6:11 3. Tristessa 2:02 4. Opal
