At junction 8 the traffic starts to slow Artilleries of braking lights and bluish glow Ascending in a plumage of twisted steel Shattered glass and
back in the alley tradin' hands 'Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-Man All duded up for Saturday night Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
the bone You bleed but it heals You hurt still you must carry on 'Cus the wheels are turnin', the feeling's burnin' The thrill's returnin' My soul is
street And they push dem Cadillac woods And dem fellas on parole Tryin to keep them pockets swole But we gotta trust dem gods Neither one can save our soul
the speed though, mind the pedal and ease off A street talk into a collision course with these walls - bam! They don't move, don't brake, don't lose,
shall not kill I obviously ignored it 'cause my blood shall not spill So I chose to squeeze first put you 6 feet deep in the dirt And watch your cold soul
don't miss (Trigga) Fans claim on the court torch the jam sport (Shaquille O'Neal) Millennium leader sip Gataray no trieve-a (Trigga) Focus physical soul
Heard shots from a steel bruiser Teflon in the seat took a pale stress Felt the hate on my chest as I placed on my vest What's wrong with the brakes in
) Dedicatin You this song(this song) Sayin love is strong(sayin love is strong) Then I'm advicin you to brake it down(to brake it down) And do your thing
, homeless, tricked out, or underpaid How the pendulum swings - Laugh now and cry tomorrow In exchange for the happiness and sorrow Time will borrow And again unfold and better like Casting corrupt souls
IED, detonating on live TV Larry King, all eyes on me Now put your hands where my eyes can see HOOK: If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul
' tha bomb A pound to brake a muthafucka down Surrounded,by subliminal thoughts to keep me criminal minded You'll find its hard fuckin' wit' a dog that'll scar Your whole mind body soul
I sink at his belly I'm pullin' ya main woe I'm chargin' for this game, I'm givin' you lames yo Gotta line these girls up in a soul train row I hit
Yeah, you got Celly Cel back in this muthafucka Once again, you know 'bout to drop this soul playa shit on y'all You know, nothin' but that realness,
t remember feelin? like this Baby, baby, I love you Baby, baby, I love you I got this Jones formin? in my bones from a man Who indeed took over my soul
Clap ya hands everybody, if you got what it takes I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes Uh-huh, uh-huh Hey, get ya back up off the