m heading out to the highway I got nothin' to lose at all I'm gonna do it my way Take a chance before I fall Yes, I'm heading out to the highway, I got
Traduction: Outil. En route pour la route.
, when you feel your enemies but can't figure out whose who, keep it true Shit is cool now -- put the tools down? Never Cause everyday is on, livin this life, out
when you feel your enemies But can't figure out whose who, keep it true Shit is cool now, put the tools down? Never 'Cause everyday is on, livin' this life out
pro tool wit a pit shifter We'll always be underground, not just at first I ain't tryin' to play myself the fuck out like Fred Durst Fat kids stay big
tapes out This beat got some room Cham? (huh), your boy fittin to space out (woo) My flow proven, you lose and I raised out (yeah) That's real talk, I
weak and nerdy but now I'm Diesel like the typer fuel Highway to hell but they didn't teach me this in driving school, You giant tool I'm hittin' the
R-E double D I'm a star sipping bar in the car, sitting sideways on the highway Two hundred the fly way, what that boy say That boy's out of control,
They knocked me out but I still feel da same Can anybody help me, Can you feel my pain Speeding down da highway Truck an impress Got da tool on my seat
and my head on straight You could ask my folks who the Coleone fool its been that way Since high school been the same fool With the same tool with the
we done took it Like sideways Peddle to the medal on the highway Trying to escape the bird of the ghetto I can't settle for federal indictment You think I'm head
when you feel your enemies but can't figure out whose who, keep it true Shit is cool now -- put the tools down? Never Cause everyday is on, livin this life, out
