the light or into darkness Incertainty as your guide The road ahead never gives away a promise The road ahead is a highway or a dead-end street The road ahead
escape The city was sticky and cruel Maybe I should have called you first But I was dying to get to you I was dreaming while I drove The long straight road ahead
I'm just arriving in the city and there's music on my mind lookin' for my destination and my home is far behind 'Cause it's a long road ahead and
me you fucking parasite, and I'm gonna take you out Label me, that's fine, I'll be somebody else (Nothing in front of me but holes ahead) Lie about
the road and let the scenery sweeping by easily enter my body. Now I'll send you all this message in code, underground, over mountains, through forests and deserts and cities
city was sticky and cruel Maybe I should have called you first But I was dying to get to you I was dreaming while I drove The long straight road ahead
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, No Bank Account My Money N Bags, Go Thru Da Physics, Cuz When I Whip It And I Luv To Whip It , Its Jus Anotha Digit, Dis My City, And My City Ya Gotta
I hit that dip Come too close, might get that clip, click bang Don't trip, Tech don't slip, let's up the road, go get my bitch Get my grip, talk my shit
than a man, super duper they feelin the kid. Let us get it in and get out, Exhale, inhale, eyes on the road seen foes, They linger ahead. Not really there
gonna move their feet Get down Everybody's gonna leave their seat You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City Get up Everybody's gonna move their
say One two, one two, and I say (Verse 1) Sick wit' it, six digits, big engines Get lots of head like six midgets It just this code I live by, Represent the road
road it twists That road is crossed Its down that road A lot of little girls go lost Sugar Sugar Sugar Keep on driving on Until the City of right Becomes the City
Go do the physics, Cause when i whip it, And i love to whip it, That's just another digit. This is my city, in my city ya gotta tote fire. Over town
the city was sticky and cruel Maybe I should have called you first But I was dying to get to you I was dreaming while I drove The long straight road ahead
I can make it on the road Goin' mobile I can stop in any street And talk with people that we meet Goin' mobile Keep me movin' Out in the woods Or in the city