take it all away Oh no, no, no... Take it... slow... Take it... slow... Take it... slow.. Take it Take it Take it slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow
take it all away Oh, no Take it all away Oh, no, no, no Take it slow Take it slow Take it slow Take it, take it Take it slow
Traduzione: Carburante. Slow.
it all away Oh no, no, no... Take it... slow... Take it... slow... Take it... slow.. Take it Take it Take it slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow.. Slow
on a plane of shame hit infinity like a scrap disease forgotten spark wished fuel to bleed all pouring out some things we lack i'm going back through a slow
mode I sold the gold but never sold the form It's hot it's cold it's warm throughout the storm Freakazoids, electric ladies Radioactive robotic babies Fuel
two, a check a one two if it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all - a one two, and I'm a check you I start most of my raps off kinda slow
end now lets pretend that it could have been (any other way) long and slow I kissed her skull sunbleached and beautiful slick-wet with diesel fuel we'
of us out here) [Verse 1] It's been a while; I've been chillin'out, in and out of basements You've been patient?waitin' for what's been marinatin' God's a slow
na na na na na na na Pushing up the limit - breaking all the rules Caught up in a spin with very little fuel So far to go - we move too slow And you
Didn't worry how my money was spent When I became a man I began to understand Why "My papa was a rolling stone" By the time, had to slow his roll [verse
up, shining fat and clean Double big shot pipes from hell Air cleaner cover gleam A vibe you can not buy or sell The sparks ignite the oxygen and fuel
To play this game keep your eyes on the ball Live for the minute, die for the culture See through the dark when the violet is ultra Smoke don't rise Fuel
World, Poor World. Concrete's rising up, where yearerday was park you heard the Robin's Song Heavy tractor runs where air was clean and cool make money, bringing fuel
level of intoxication Don't feel alone, I've got enough I wish you slow death, slow death by grinding Fuel for Hatred, air raid siren to mankind
gotta get with it You're space bound and going strong And he said Come along lets rock Shake your body don't stop Cause i'm never out of fuel You're
our feet We're running out of the fuel It's hard to find like jewel We're running out of the fuel Black fuel's the master making rules Black fuel controls
time A need to rewind Gears turning inside Turn over and over And I ponder for hours Everything means more these days Good friends remain Fuel the will
