Zeke with a gelled up cut who refuses to let his brothers eat a fried cows nut. Throwdown hoodie stands hard as the crowd comes to realize that the Zekes
Jim, Jim, Fucks up nigga nawmean, the beat all good you feel me, Doin Me as Usual man, good looking for that glock, but you know its glock time again,
telepathy boy [x2] the way i look, the way i feel the way i comb my hair the way i look behind your eyes and tell you what to hear telepathy boy [x2]
the beat And ride with Zeke Man you gotta Ride with Zeke Come on come and Ride with Zeke Man you gotta Ride with Zeke Come on come and Ride with Zeke
GET DOWN! twisted on my 69 i'm in love with the 69 69 [x2] yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah she comes by, she comes by, she comes by me and you can't have her
Everyday I take your crap Every city on the map You're gonna do what You're gonna do so Now you die! I'm sick of all your fucking shit Your gonna tell
Satan on the left of me Angel on the right Went to the Off Ramp and Got into a fight That's my life/ Take me out I'm Drunk Change my mind/ It's my right
I am alone I know I'm lost Weight of depression The brewery shut down On the next problem and I'm supposed to make it right I just don't give a fuck
Hey, he's.... he's acting weird. It must be drugs. Let's get Drugs! Let's get Drugs! Let's get Drugs! Let's get Loaded! Power out, go ahead. I'll kill
I was down I saw hell in her eyes I was something for her to despise She was ready to go for a ride But I took it much too far I think that if I don't
Everyone's got shit to say Fucked up city every day Everything is just a lie Fucked up city till I die Here is this fucked up city We all know the score
You better not start that car You better not start that car You better not......... You better not start that car You better not start that car You better
you know that holley 4-jet power is my one and only goal. open up the throttle, let the gas air mixture flow. bolt the carburetor to the intake manifold
nobody can take my car. nobody can make it this far. go! go! nobody can take my car. nobody on this highway, nobody can keep me at bay. go! go! nobody
i gave you something you never thought you'd have. think about that ache in the back of your thighs but you say it's alright. this love is runnin' like
woke up this morning and crawled out of bed. eight days of sickness. i'm better off dead
Overall it's looking bad All the fights that we have had Over, under, sideways, down But it's what I like Homicidal tendencies Hollow point loads if
