Letras:
X Crystal Ship

freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather die; I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled

freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather die, I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled A thousand

freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather die, I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled A thousand

freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather die, I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled A thousand

thug thing, L.O.X. product thing, conducting Anything for chips while you sit and blab your lips In the restaurant taking tips while Sheek on trips Logos on our ships

Trip is an lsd experience [mumble] Trip is an lsd experience High as on lsd (x3) Bloodshot eyes needle vein bright colors Higher higher more more power

From the North to the South from to the East to the West I'm put on arrest I'm the best cause there ain't no competion I am the captin of this ship and

cannot let you inside my cell for fear I'll sink the ship and drag us both down. Our hell ends every weekend But it's all I have to believe in. [x2

kitchen men Cause we was cookin more then them whip it whip it in Let the shit begin, we get it how we ship it in, The shipment, that they shippin, sittin, right there on the ship