that fuel line Keep filling that old fuel line Keep filling that fuel line Keep filling that old fuel line Keep filling that fuel line Keep filling that old fuel line
fuel line) (Keep filling that old fuel line) (Keep filling that fuel line) (Keep filling that old fuel line) (Keep filling that fuel line) (Keep filling that old fuel line) (Keep filling that fuel
번역: 닐 영. 연료 라인.
fuel Now tell me what you like I like what you tell me And if you understand me, than you can overwhelm me It's too late, it's too late Every finish line
Twincam, turbocharge, fuel injection Drive shaft, jet black, wider wheels Alloy caps, front grills, automatic Car fanatic raving up from under me Four
night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the line
the vocal booth, supply the heat Up in the game, for the street, these blocks and thugs With a pistol grip shotgun to box someone And it's a thin red line
were lost in crystal canyons When the aimless blade of science Slashed the pearly gates It was then I knew I'd had enough Burned my credit card for fuel
street I hope that you wake up in time to scream Race me for tail or for hits Your attitude is mud and your promise is dead You counteract the fuel with
's ahead, who's behind? Will there be a finish line? Are we losing the human race? Nations are starving While we pay our farmers not to grow their grain Fossil fuel
those other little hoes who just act like little girls Like theyre in middle school, still you're crazy sexy cool, chillin' You play your position, you never step out of line
dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin' out over the line
double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot) Yeah, now check your stove top before you take a listen And make sure beans don't burn in the kitchen These cast iron figures just ain't fuel
