Texty:
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

'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

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

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

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

Yeah, I heard a phone ring from deep down within A friendly voice whistling under my skin Yeah, I have to stop my enterprise below But I'm not so sure

Huh, c'mon tell us about her She is two of a kind and she is mine and I tell you I love her She is a six hole golf course, uh uh uh, I need her Double

Yeah, you like a man when his mind is strong When his ego's so high he couldn't be wrong You like a man when he's right at the top When his ego is growing

You've got a big red tongue 'Cause you've been talking too long I wouldn't get it back if I lend you an ear Syllables and sounds is all I hear So please