mind to it Put ya feet in the dirt, just push right through it When shit get rough, you gotta stick to it Play that Bone Thug music, it's that feel good music
A girl to drive a car to love The music rocks me down the motorway My whore's got wings we're taking off And I can't stop this flight of speed today
But you can't tell me what you gon' do [Verse 2] 'Cause n-gga I don't believe that Like 9/11 came from Iraq Mayweather on the speed bag Automatic weapons
Block Beaters Make my dream real Bl-bl-bl-bl-block Beaters Moving at the speed of sound With my head up in the clouds Moving at the speed of sound With
circle, I am your soul Music of your mind, each feeling causing each function To be in conjunction with the music, I am the music I am the music Let
it Work It is what it ain't to these, infected disease Thought of automatons deceived, by the deceptions indeed Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds
'cause you want me back All for one and one for all I survived the rise and fall I want my raving generation Around the world, across the nation Rave and play my music
You got, you got, you got Come on baby and show me what you got Come on baby (Don't be shy, no, don't be shy) Let the music hypnotize you You got me
Need for Speed I got a need for speed I got a need for speed I got a need for speed I got a need for speed When the cops come all I hear is whoopwhoopwhoop
a-gain But can you handle it mayne or would rather be grimy doin scandalous thangs? You wanna ball, you can't tell him he ain't Cause if the music don
, they happy they out the country But the country's still in them, black and nappy, white and grungy Lawed this boy's gone, from dirty to fast speed And
[Wretch 32] Look, I never fail to turn up my weakness, I supply teachers. a musical genius I should write speeches Father forgive me, I sin with the women
she go. Princess: Sweep your feet with the beat unique get what you really need Follow the beat faster than Superman speed Rock the beat shakin the butt
aint famous yeah my chain got popped outside Faces pricks must of seen that bling in the pendant next day I got it back cause I know majors back to my music
this beat so quick! Happy birthday! Celebrate, drink up, get your cake up, Maybe pick your make up! The music is cranking, I blew one...., had the whole speed
bass I take it to your face with this here lyrical mace And if you don?t know, y?all better recognize I?m coming through with speed, with pounds of