Ooh, ooh, yeah
You're so bright like a dream
You burn up everything
We might make a scene
Ignite gasoline
When the music goes up
And the sun goes down
Lightening strikes and I'm on the ground
Only one that I want around is you, yeah
Spark and it's like gasoline
I start purring like a machine
My heart only runs on supreme
So hot, give me your gasoline, yeah
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire, yeah
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire, yeah
Heatwave on the floor
Escape, exit door
Your touch burning me
It's too much gasoline
When the music goes up
And the sun goes down
Lightening strikes and I'm on the ground
Only one that I want around is you, yeah
Spark and it's like gasoline
I start purring like a machine
My heart only runs on supreme
So hot, give me your gasoline, yeah
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire, yeah
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire, yeah
Yeah, yeah, damn boy, what'd you do to me?
Yeah, you set me on fire, yeah
Spark and it's like gasoline
I start purring like a machine
My heart only runs on supreme
So hot, give me your gasoline, yeah
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire, yeah
You're setting me on fire
You're setting me on fire
(It's hot in here)
Way back in the year of 2017
The sun was growing hotter
And oil was way beyond its peak
When crazy Hector Johnson broke into a refinery
And the black gold started flowing
Just like Boston tea
It was the summer of the riots
And London sat in sweltering heat
And the gangs of Mini Coopers
Took the battle to the streets
But when the creed was handed down
For no more trucks and no more cars
They threw cans of petrol through the windows at Scotland Yard
Gasoline
Will be free, will be free
Gasoline
Will be free, will be free
When the Mounties stormed the palace of the Saudi family
They held them up for ransom
Without disturbing their high tea
But their getaway was shaky
They stalled in the Riyadh streets
Cause you can't make it very far
When your tank is on empty
The final can of gasoline was loaded on a truck
And driven through the streets of Agra to the palace aquaduct
You see, all the majesty of worship that once adorned these fatal halls
Was just a target to the angry
As they blew up the Taj Mahal
Gasoline
Will be free, will be free
Gasoline
will be free, will be free
Gary ran a market way down in Tennessee
Where all the farmers got together and talked about this great country
But when the government turned its back on farming
Man, what I hear
They dragged the pumps out of the ground
With a big vintage John Deere
I've got soldiers on my payroll
Standing guard on my front drive
Snipers on the roof poised at those
Who don't want me alive
Cause they audited my taxes
My family under threat
Cause I've got a message and a megaphone
And I'll scream it to the death
Gasoline
Will be free, will be free
Gasoline
Will be free, will be free
You got the farms in Argentina
Making fuel from sugar cane
You got the bastards in Washington
Afraid of popping the greed vain
Cause the money's in the pipeline
And pipeline's running dry
And we'll be the last to recognize
(Who's this?)
(Da-Ddy!)
(Yan-Kee!)
unito mambapa' que mis gatas prendan los motores...
Zumbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores...
Zumbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores...
Que se preparen que lo que viene es pa' que le den...
(Duro!) Mami, ya yo se que tu no te me vas a quitar...
(Duro!) Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar...
(Duro!) Todos los weekend'es ella sale a vacilar..
(Duro!) Mi gata no para de janguear, porque...
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Ella prende las turbinas
No discrimina
No se pierde ni un party de marquesina
Se asicala hasta pa' la esquina
Luce tan bien que hasta la sombra le combina
Asesina, me domina
Janguea en carros, motoras y limosinas
Llena su tanque de adrenalina
Cuando escucha reggaeton en las bocinas
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Aqui nosotros somos los mejores, no te me ajores
En la pista nos llaman "Los Matadores"
Tu haces que cualquiera se enamore
Cuando bailas al ritmo de los tambores
Esto va pa' las gatas de to's colores
Pa' las mayores, pa' las menores
Pa' las que son mas zorras que los cazadores
Pa' las mujeres que no apagan sus motores
Tenemos tu y yo algo pendiente
Tu me debes algo y lo sabes
Conmigo ella se pierde
No le rinde cuentas a nadie
Tenemos tu y yo algo pendiente
Tu me debes algo y lo sabes
Conmigo ella se pierde
No le rinde cuentas a nadie
Zumbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores...
Zumbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores...
Zumbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores...
Que se preparen que lo que viene es pa' que le den...
(Duro!) Mami, ya yo se que tu no te me vas a quitar...
(Duro!) Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar...
(Duro!) Todos los weekend'es ella sale a vacilar..
(Duro!) Mi gata no para de janguear, porque...
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina
(Da me mas gasolina!)
ENGLISH:
Da - ddy Yan- kee !
shake it mambo so that my cat (cat = babe) can turn on the engine,
shake it mambo so that my cat (cat = babe) can turn on the engine,
shake it mambo so that my cat (cat = babe) can turn on the engine,
Get ready, because whats coming is to give it to her, (hard!
Mamita, I know that you aren't going to take away (hard!)
What I like is that you let yourself get taken away (hard!)
every weekend she goes out to have fun (hard!)
my cat doesn't stop hanging out because
She likes gasoline (give me more gasoline!)
How she loves gasoline (give me more gasoline!) 2x
The turns on the turbine
she doesn't discriminate
She doesn't even miss a fancy dress dinner
She gets dressed up even to go to the corner store
She wears things so well that even shadow favors her
assassin, she dominates me
she hangs out in cars, motorcycles, and limousines,
she fills her tank with adrenaline,
when she listen to reggaeton in the kitchen
She likes gasoline (give me more gasoline!)
How she loves gasoline (give me more gasoline!) 2x
(me!) Here I'm one of the best
Don't leave me
On the track they call us "the killers"
You make anyone fall in love
when you dance to the rhythm of the drums
this goes out to cats (cats = babes) of all colors
for the older ones, for the younger ones,
for those who are more foxy (foxy = player) that the hunters
for the women who never turn off their engines
You and I have something coming
you owe me something and you know it
with me, she loses herself,
she doesn't surrender explanations to anyone 2x
shake it mambo so that my cat (cat = babe) can turn on the engine,
shake it mambo so that my cat (cat = babe) can turn on the engine,
shake it mambo so that my cat (cat = babe) can turn on the engine,
Get ready, because whats coming is to give it to her, (hard!
Mamita, I know that you aren't going to take away (hard!)
What I like is that you let yourself get taken away (hard!)
every weekend she goes out to have fun (hard!)
my cat doesn't stop hanging out because
She likes gasoline (give me more gasoline!)
You're the black sheep of the family And what you do is killing me And I don't want to hang with you Now I want you to see
You know you're living with a one-track mind I'm warning you I'm not that kind You're just a memory Now I'm leaving you behind
Tell me, tell another lie to me Tell me I will set you free Won't you let me be 'cause you burn me with your gasoline
I've been trying to turn my back You know you give me a heart attack I don't need no microphone So why don't you hear me?
Elite alloy candy coated custom paint, Verizon wireless phone
Jacob watch with interchangeable bands and five time zones
Tryin' to holla at a redbone, smokin' on some cactus
Sippin' on some super duper extra strength
A buck fifty, a shot Louie, the thirteenth
Head hard as a rock, stop by the barber shop
Shoot some craps in the back then hit the block
There go the Elroys, they handcuffin' my boys
They fittin' to take 'em to the prestink
Couldn't say they ABC's backward, so?
Shoot, I can't say my ABC's backwards when I'm sober
E-Figgady, a different pedigree than most of these suckers
Up in this industry be trying to copy me
Trend setta, game markin' decta, Vendetta, big chedda
Soil block protectas
Hey, hey, ey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim?
My niggaz spit gasoline
Hey, hey, ey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim?
My niggaz spit gasoline
Never low on gas, never on an empty tank
High octane for the brain, puffin' on some dank
Traffic backed up like a toilets do, bumper to bumper
Music on slap, sounding like a concert
Drink in my lap, finger on my thumper
Twist wig back, head crack, flat line, alpine, deck
Rolla supplier, quiet as it's kept
I wanna retire but I can't, the game needs me
The game would be boring without E-Feezy
I wake up every morning to a shot of liquor
A shoebox full of herb and some grits and turkey sausage
For my liver, sellin' units out the trunk of my car
And just think, I started with a pickle jar
From a sixteenth of yowder to a quarter kick of blow
To a whole thing of some of that, you know
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim
My niggaz spit gasoline
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim
My niggaz spit gasoline
Yo, yo, yo
I'm close, I'm doing the most, I flamboast
I coast, take my foot off the brake
Then I casper the friendly ghost up the interstate
Gettin' neck motion, deep throat, honey, 'bout to choke
I got brigadels to see, marbles to make
Drop the prices from state to state like the West Nile Virus
Prolly gammas miralicious, big spit, game vicious
Man on the microphigadelian foshelian
It's nothin' but the forty water
Always on, uh, some unreasonable
Can't fuck wit' it, if it ain't equinomically, um, er, uh, ta, uh, feasible
Me and my weoples stay yaypered up
Got a just say no to drug bumper sticker on my truck
And an American flag so I can camouflage my image
I'm smokin' on some spinach
I need to play some tennis before I go to court
The water might be finished if he don't report
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim
My niggaz spit gasoline
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim
My niggaz spit gasoline
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim
My niggaz spit gasoline
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim
My niggaz spit gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
I'm sitting with my heart out on the table
I'm doing a face to face with God
He picked up my heat and said
"What you want Me to do with this?"
I just blinked my eyes, no smile, no laugh
No tears, no shrugging my shoulders
It crossed my mind, yeah I got an idea
You could take my heart and put it in a padlocked box
What if they grab too hard or smash it or throw it down
I'm scared of being hurt, I just want to live, live a happy life
You want to, you want to soak my heart in gasoline
Light a match and consume me
Soak my pride in gasoline, all of you and none of me
I was reminded my heart reeks of gasoline
It bears the mark of a slave committed to life
Anyone who wants it will have to grab it
From a real big God, try to touch me
You'll be consumed, you'ÂÂll be consumed I want to, I want to
I'm sitting here with my heart out on the table
Next to a bloody mess that was once a man's heart
I looked at God and said, "What do You want me to do with this?"
Fuel of fathers' sweat
Sweet like baby's breath
Strong like superman
Stinking up the streets I am
The feeling does me in
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Smooth like summer silk
Sweet like mother's milk
Warm like tenderness
Perfume sprayed around my neck
I know it makes no sense
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Here comes the rush again
Let me down easy
Warm like summer breeze
Flowing round your city
Come on down with me
I love gasoline
Last night, I saw that beauty queen
Watched her paint her face on
Wanna be that magazine
That she bases life on
Wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
Burn her house down
She got nothing to say
She's got bills to pay
She's got no one to hate
Except for me
Last night, I saw that beauty queen
Getting high on Revlon
Wanna be that magazine
That she wastes her life on
Wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
Burn her house down
She got nothing to say
She's got bills to pay
She's got no one to hate
But except for me, me
When I saw that beauty queen
Watched her paint her face on
I wanna be the one unclean
She wipes her ass on
Wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
Burn her house down
She got nothing to say
She's got bills to pay
She's got no one to hate
Except for me
She's got nothing but shame
She takes pills for pain
She's got no one to blame
Except for me, for me
Hold our your heart and on it let the sun shine down
Open your mind and through it let the wisdom pour
Give me your word and I will give you all my trust
Give me a sign and I will give you all my love
(hold out your heart)
All my love
There's dirt in my mouth from kissing who
I should not dare
There's mud coming out from every rip and every tear
This thing beneath my ribs will beat me to the ground
I've got to hold out my heart, on it let the sun
shine down (got to hold out my heart)
The sun shine down
My guilty skin like gasoline is burning out a hole in me
My guilty heart lies here in ruin, in ruin,
Nobody knows me, no one will ever see
The distance between what is and what will never be
A bird will break his wings
Like a heart will cut her strings
And there isn't anything to comfort me (hold out your heart)
My guilty skin like gasoline is burning out a hole in me
My guilty heart lies here in ruin, in ruin,
A bird will break his wings
Like a heart will cut her strings
And there isn't anything to comfort me (hold out your heart)
Gasoline
Houses haunted, I just want to go for a ride
Out and on, thought I'd set this room a light
Left alone forever and for crimes unclear
With my patience gone, someone take me far from here
Yeah, burn that gasoline
Yeah, burn that gasoline
New day only another day in solitude
Houses honest, clearly more than I can bare
Drag me off before I set my world on fire
I am gone, the sun will never set tonight
Yeah, burn that gasoline
Yeah, burn that gasoline
No more forests, only a can on red
Says 'Danger' on it, I have found another way
Burn that gasoline
Yeah, burn that gasoline
Burn it all away
Fuel of fathers' sweat
Sweet like baby's breath
Strong like superman
Stinking up the streets I am
The feeling does me in
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Smooth like summer silk
Sweet like mother's milk
Warm like tenderness
Perfume sprayed around my neck
I know it makes no sense
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Here comes the rush again
Let me down easy
Warm like summer breeze
Flowing round your city
Come on down with me
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
SPIT GASOLINE
VIPER POISON
YOUR KARMA IS TO
BURN ON A FINAL RIDE
SPIT FLAMES AND COBRAS.
A KILLER'S PLATOON
HOLY PRIDE
A KILLER'S PLATOON
HOLY PRIDE.
SPIT GASOLINE
VIPER VENOM
YOUR KARMA IS TO
BURN ON A FINAL FIGHT
SPIT FLAMES AND COBRAS.
A KILLER'S PLATOON
HOLY PRIDE
A KILLER'S PLATOON
So you tried to put a fire out
But you used gasoline
And when the congregation gathered 'round
You're screaming, "It wasn't me"
So there's a sickness that is going round
But no one's got a vaccine
I think we're treading holy water
I think it's time we all come clean
I swear it's like dying to catch a ghost
It feels like I'm trying to hold smoke
I swear it's like dying to catch a ghost
It feels like I'm trying to hold smoke
When the army had to hold the line
You were nowhere near the front
Before the kids could tell their dog goodbye
Well, you were loading up your gun
Well, I wanna know why there's a great divine
I wanna know what I've become
You think that no one else is lonesome
You think that you're the only one
It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
Well, I'll try to find a way
It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
sugar,
sugar,
sugar,
Sugar
Just to watch you
sleep.
Just to hear you
speak.
Just to hear you.
Stay.
Everything
you say.
You know it gives you,
just gives you away.
Stay,
Sugar
gasoline.
When you're nineteen,
when you're nineteen.
Sugar,
if I keep it near,
will it keep you here,
will it keep you here.
Stay,
your leaving just gives you away.
She takes a drink she's had a few she wants to not feel guilty.
empties the glass and shakes her ass forgets that she is filthy.
she knows the game they're all the same she's gonna use her body.
she strikes a match as she is covering my heart with.
gasoline
and im going down much faster than anything i've ever seen.
gasoline
and she's a heartless bitch telling me to keep my mouth clean.
she's walking home she's not alone she doesn't know how to be.
she figured out just where it hurts she wants to give it to me.
he takes her hand they go to bed they wanna make me go crazy.
he hits the lights as she is covering my heart with.
gasoline
and im going down much faster than anything i've ever seen.
gasoline
and she's a heartless bitch telling me to keep my mouth clean.
and i don't wanna see your face i don't wanna speak your name don't wanna hear your voice.
your reminiscing's all the same it's all the same.
i don't wanna see your face i don't wanna hear your name or hear your voice.
isn't this the way you wanted me bleeding out and drinking?
gasoline
and im going down much faster than anything i've ever seen.
gasoline
did i hurt you all wash of waters broken
my fabulous machine to suck so close your eye's i'll cut you inside
and tell me did i hurt you, your machine will die
and tell me what i've wasted tell me
gasoline is on my head
i'm turning on
and tell me if it kills you quietly the world is waiting
bringing on it's own arrival something tries to burn you inside
and tell me what i've taken taken my machine has died
and tell me what i've wasted tell me
and gasoline is on my head
i'm turning on
these hands have broken
hard pressed on everyone
my words can't open you alone you alone
gasoline is in my head
i'm turning on
Change the pain
Of what you feel
You keep it inside
You made it real
Twenty times to get it
Twenty times to give
You kept it inside, long enough
Enough to let it live
I feel no shame
For what I do
Mistakes the same
The hate rings true
Never had no heaven
Had too much of hell
I never cared what I did
It's probably just as well
I've heard it all before
I know nothin's gonna change
I've heard it all before
I know nothin's gonna change
I've heard it again and again
I know nothin's gonna change
Aw, change the way I feel
Change the pain
Of what you feel
You keep it inside
You made it real
Twenty times to get it
Twenty times to give
You kept it inside long enough
Enough to let it grow
I've heard it all before
I know nothin's gonna change
I've heard it all before
I know nothin's gonna change
I've heard it again and again
I know nothin's gonna change
Aw, change the way I feel
You swing up to me acting like everything's jake between us.
It starts off easy enough,
but you don't get more than one chance,
before I don't know you anymore.
It's easy for me.
and I don't miss you that much.
But I can tell by the hurt in your eyes.
It's only gonna take a little push,
to make all the hurt blossom up inside of you.
Yeah, I'm caught in my own trap
I'm caught in my own trap
Caught in my own trap again
I feel no pain
I feel no shame
You'll hurt yourself
When you turn on me
Yeah, I've heard it all before
I know nothin's gonna change
Hey, your mom and dad
Can't teach you like I can
I'm goin' back and forth
Back and forth again
And I'm wrong enough
To say how right I am
And nothin' will take away your pain
And nothin' will take away your shame
And nothin' is ever gonna change
Tráfico mental
Muy poca claridad
Lo intento una vez más
Y logro despegar
La confusión se queda atrás
Y Tu impulso es tan real
Eres gasolina que
Me enciende a creer
Nunca nada va a detenerme
Tú eres la flama que
Siempre me hace renacer
Dejaría todo por tenerte en mí
Tú eres el motor
De todo lo que soy
No hay riesgo mientras Tú
Mantienes el control
Puedo ver con claridad
Y correr sin descansar
Eres gasolina que
Me enciende a creer
Nunca nada va a detenerme
Tú eres la flama que
Siempre me hace renacer
Oh well, oh well
Guess you've got it all worked out so far
You adjust your reason
Until you see the light from where you are
But you can never win
You can never lose
That's the worst part
You can only say that what you want
Is where you are
You're beautiful, girl
Won't you listen to me?
Well, I tried so hard
To give you what you need
And it burned like gasoline
Oh well, oh well
It never took a lot to make this hard
'Cause you're so off balance
And I knew all the words to set you off
But you can never win
You can never lose
That's the scorned heart
Then you throw your head back
And you laugh at where we are
You're beautiful, girl
Won't you listen to me?
Well, I tried so hard
To give you what you need
And it burned like gasoline
Won't you listen to me?
Well, I tried so hard
To give you what you need
And it burned like gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
You're beautiful, girl
Won't you listen to me?
Well, I tried so hard
To give you what you need
And it burned like gasoline
Won't you listen to me?
Well, I tried so hard
To give you what you need
And it burned like gasoline
Burned like gasoline
I got a remedy, it ain't no cup of tea
Can't find it in a pharmacy
A super battery, big ball of energy
A new revival that's fillin? me up
Like gasoline burning out of control
Heaven?s love machine is taking over my soul
Like gasoline burning out of control
Heaven?s love machine is taking over my soul
I got an appetite, I just think I might
Blow my top like dynamite
I'm glad I saw the light, Hank Williams got it right
I got revival and it?s fillin? me up
Like gasoline burning out of control
Heaven?s love machine is taking over my soul
Like gasoline burning out of control
Heaven?s love machine is taking over my soul, yeah
Ah, gasoline
Ah, gasoline
Ah, gasoline
Like gasoline burning out of control
Heaven?s love machine is taking over my soul
Like gasoline burning out of control
Heaven?s love machine is taking over my soul
Gasoline
Gasoline
Gasoline
Five, six, seven, eight!
All the time, awake
You're still on my mind
But we were on our own
Almost all the time
And she'll step away
For a second or two
And I close my eyes
And I think of you
We were only seventeen
We were holding in our screams
Like we'd torn it from the pages
Of some lipstick magazine
And you scratch and turn
And say, "let's burn ourselves up 'til we scream"
Like gasoline
Those tender days
At your mother's house
And your father would find
My hand inside your blouse
But they tell me that
You're married now
Oh my dear, I fear
I can't understand how
We were only seventeen
We were holding back our screams
Like we'd torn our lives from the pages
Of some girly magazines
And you scratch and turn
And say, "let's burn these sheets down to the seams"
Like gasoline
I was only twenty one
I wasn't having any fun
And the words you said
Tore through my head
Like bullets from a gun
And I shoulda just shown up and said,
"Get in this car, let's run"
And these years have seen
So many imitations turning green
Each like the last, they go right past,
Like credits on a screen
But your memory blazes through me
Burning everything
Like gasoline
Like gasoline
See I be rocking [?] fruit and my belt by Louie
I hope that ain't your girl cause I know you seen her shoes
See I be rocking [?] fruit and my belt by Louie
I hope that ain't your girl cause I know you seen her shoes
Yeah, I'm on that gas, and yeah, I'm on that lane
We mix it all together and we call it gasolean
I say Yeah, I'm on that gas, and yeah, I'm on that lane
We mix it all together and we call it gasolean
I say first I hit the gas then I lean
First I hit the gas then I lean [x3]
First I hit the gas turn it up and make it smash
Hit them with they keys [?] I'm a make it last
Yeah your bitch is like is and my car is like an outfit
Put some shoes on that [?] I get alrighted
And my belt by Louie, and your girlfriend shoes
And keep your eyes on a road before you crash like a computer
And my money lone when I shop I need them [?]
Shawty playing good, man I think I found the toe
Toll up in that [?] hop up by the [?]
Yeah my name is 2 Chainz I'm about to put on tumor
Starting on you niggers if you knew more you would do more
And yeah they fucking with me the long way, d tour
See I be rocking [?] fruit and my belt by Louie
I hope that ain't your girl cause I know you seen her shoes
See I be rocking [?] fruit and my belt by Louie
I hope that ain't your girl cause I know you seen her shoes
Yeah, I'm on that gas, and yeah, I'm on that lane
We mix it all together and we call it gasolean
I say Yeah, I'm on that gas, and yeah, I'm on that lane
We mix it all together and we call it gasolean
I say first I hit the gas then I lean
First I hit the gas then I lean [x4]
I don't love them whose [?] know I'm like
I'm trying to take a bitch like a [?] to hell
Everyday vip the way I draw the lines
Told Shawty check your watch get that fucking ten
Ok, you're not on my mind, Shawty knows [?] time
Life is a getting chill, never ever penalized
Time for [?] trues and my low booze call
[?] in the snow suit
Get my truly sound, my Louie sound
You do mw wrong and you'll be gone
Nine to 3 up tang got me gased up
Hear it with me cold Dean dick now assed up
See I be rocking [?] fruit and my belt by Louie
I hope that ain't your girl cause I know you seen her shoes
See I be rocking [?] fruit and my belt by Louie
I hope that ain't your girl cause I know you seen her shoes
Yeah, I'm on that gas, and yeah, I'm on that lane
We mix it all together and we call it gasolean
I say Yeah, I'm on that gas, and yeah, I'm on that lane
We mix it all together and we call it gasolean
I say first I hit the gas then I lean
My life should have been better
Its getting hard to keep it all together
But I know days like this will pass
Maybe I should have been a little different
Maybe you could have been more patient
Maybe we let it go too fast
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down
Every last memory
You know baby you were my desire
But then you went and stepped into the fire
I know it got pretty bad
I thought we could make a little music
You know I never really thought that we would lose it
Maybe we let it go too fast
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down
Every last memory
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down
Every last memory, yeah
You checked out from the moment
Didn't think it was over
I gave you the best of me
Got my collection of photos
And an old box of photos
Gonna soak 'em up in gasoline
Down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
Every last memory (Every fucking memory)
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down (Every fucking memory)
I'm burning down, down
Every last memory (every least memory)
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down every last memory
I'm burning down, down, every last memory
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down
Every last memory
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down
Every last memory
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down
Every last memory
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down, down, down
I'm burning down, down
To be afraid is a luxury
So cool your engines for me
I don't want a sweetheart
I want a machine
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
I can smell the gasoline
To be soft is too easy, huh
Don't get soft on me
I don't want a sweetheart, sweetheart
I want a machine
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
I can smell the gasoline
To be afraid is a luxury
So cool your engines for me
I don't want a sweetheart
I want a machine
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
I can smell the gasoline
What you whispered should be screamed
Screamed at the top of your lungs
Any sense you had in the morning
Is gone when the day is done
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
(Marcella Detroit, Lance Aston, Michael Moran)
Earthquake,came on quick
You never know when it's gonna hit
You're corporate mentality
You thought of everything
But i think you forgot about me
A no-vote of confidence
But it doesn't matter cause it makes no sense
Eight years, how time flies,
Oooo, you really burned me
Where the sun doesn't shine
But that's alright, cause i'll get mine!
Oh, gasoline, the way that you told me
Didn't do me good at all
That's right, it hurts
And it gets worse,
Gasoline, if anybody knows at all
You know
I'm sure you know...
One day, i'll resist
Another rollercoaster ride i'll gladly miss
Double fault, and love to all
Who forgot to make their dirty courtesy call?!!
Oh, gasoline, the way that you told me
Didn't do me good at all
That's right, it hurts
And it gets worse
Gasoline, if anybody knows at all
You know
I'm sure you know
Why do i feel rejected?
It's just what i expected
It's all gone somewhat septic
That's right it hurts,
And it gets worse, yeah!!!!
Oh, gasoline
Oh, you hurt me
You'll be sorry
Oh, gasoline
The way that you told me
If anybody knows at all
You know
every time we disagree
there’s a place you go to
because i drove you there
well i took more than i could take
i went underground
and i got carried away
put my hand on the gasoline
then i’m gone where i can be seen no more
you said you remembered how it used to be
and then i awoke
a buried homebody
the doctor says i could face the day
when you’re not around
but there ain’t no place i’m safe
put my hand on the gasoline
The pattern on this rug tells a story
It's gory chaos but ordered and hoary
And I hate it but strangely respect it like Gasoline
Now I'm lying in the fetal position
I know I never should have been a musician
When I knew my ears would lose their audition
Gasoline
I like the way you smell
Gasoline
I never knew I knew you so well
We always know just what to do
Until the future comes
Now look what we've been through
Only cowards seek refuge in a second language
I should have learned how to speak my native one
I was afraid I wouldn't know how to use my tongue
Gasoline
You're more than a finished product
Running down the aqueduct
What I should do and what I do are like brothers
They're driven by so much more than they're needed
That they're blinded they can't see they're both
driven by
Gasoline leaking through an empty tank
Gasoline
The future's never what I think
I thought we knew what we were doing
no cash you don't wanna fuck with me
i burn churches like persons in the 3rd degree
with the strike of a match hit the gasoline
POP PILLS! drugs kill? it's worth the thrill
started in the NAZO pira "QUICK TO DRAW"
sharp like a blade, we'll cut ya like a chainsaw
drink yo blood by the pitcher until we feel drunk
grind yer fuckin' bones to LACE MY BLUNT, PUNK!
snap back, crackle, pop! motherfuck the cop
always stayin on my toes when i walk the block
'cause when i go to the store i bring my own discount
cause i'm sick of payin money to suck corporate cock
yo i know my spanish is rusty but my english is olde
40 down grab yourself an ice cold colt 45
feelin' alive drunk as fuck in the daylight
READY TO DIE!!!
NAZO step to this wont slit yer wrist
cross it off the list unless yer gonna
throw a punch it'll break your fist man up duck down
cause the caps wont miss
bust 6 shots on an undacova cop
they're all crooked mother fuckers and aint gonna stop
so held yo ground down "run your own town"
down with the man LET THE DRUMS SOUND
i'll hit you hard with accurate precision, split decision
yo, i'm sinnin and i'm grinnin' FUCK RELIGION
fucked up got a vision so listen
do what makes you happy not for money or attention
flying with a 40 thats how i get down!
you say yer the king but im rockin the crown
high on my throne sniffin lines making deals
Eye to eye
Face to face
Soul to soul
Blow by blow
Piece by piece
You get the picture
Beat by beat
Starting to make sense
Step by step
We're getting closer
Inch by inch
Slowly sinking in
And you ache and you bleed
You can't talk you can't sleep
Know who you are
Don't conform anymore
Burn the bridge
Stall the machine
Cut those ties
Come kiss that guillotine
Blow your mind
Break the routine
Leave everything behind
Come taste the gasoline
Row by row, side by side
Round by round
A field of killing
Six feet down without hands
Burn the bridge
Stall the machine
Cut those ties
Come kiss that guillotine
Blow your mind
Break the routine
Leave everything behind
Come taste the gasoline
You believed in the beat
Can't talk you can't sleep
Know who you are
Don't conform anymore
Burn the bridge
Stall the machine
Cut those ties
Come kiss that guillotine
Blow your mind
Break the routine
Leave everything behind
Come taste the gasoline
Burn the bridge
Stall the machine
Cut those ties
Come kiss that guillotine
Blow your mind
Break the routine
Leave everything behind
Come taste the gasoline
Come kiss that guillotine
Come taste the gasoline
Come kiss that guillotine
Last night I saw that beauty queen
Watched her paint her face on
I wanna be that magazine
That she bases life on
I wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down
She’s got nothing to say
She’s got bills to pay
She’s got no one to hate
Except for me
Last night I saw that beauty queen
Watch het cut her face off
I wanna be that magazine
That she wastes her life on
I wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down
She’s got nothing to say
She’s got bills to pay
She’s got no one to hate
Except for me
When I saw that beauty queen
And watched her paint her face on
I wanna be that magazine
That she wipes her ass on
Wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down
She’s got nothing to say
She’s got bills to pay
She’s got no one to hate
Except for me
She’s got nothing but shame
She takes pills for pain
She’s got no one to blame
Except for me.
I am gasoline and matches
I turn everything to ashes
I am gasoline and matches
I turn everything to ashes
I'm Burning, I'm Learning
I'm Learning, yes, I'm learning
I give kerosene divorces
I light angel wings with torches
I give kerosene divorces
I light angel wings with torches
I'm Burning, I'm Learning
I'm Learning, yes, I'm learning
Life is good because I'm breathing
Hell is just a stage of grieving
You're an evil human being
Sorry if that hurt your feelings
I'm Burning, but I'm Learning
I am Gasoline, I am history
Today
I feel
Just like
Gasoline
Woke up
On the go
Pour me out
And breathe me in
Set me on fire and never ever put me out
Just she had a way,
when they found a dead-end.
Just they try to say,
when there is no way.
In you they can't trust,
when your advices were lies.
In things they can't touch,
keeping close till their death
Just see her eyes,...
Should they just forget,
keeping close till their farewell?
Should they feel the fear,
when their chance is far away?
Just they could give up
when the pressure came up
They burn, gasoline.
They cry, tragedy,
when their old heaven is dead
They feel, gasoline.
They trust,...
Memories,...
Where's their heaven now?
In you, they can't trust,
when your advice was a lie.
In things, they can't touch,
keeping close till their end
Just she had a way,
when they found a dead-end.
Just they try to say,...
when there is no way.
Just see her eyes,...
when their freedom died
Chorus
Outside around the side
Form a circle forwar I'm an
Outsider on the side
Formerly a farm-boy
Inside I'm on the side
I'm divided undecided
Back then around again
Second time's a charm boy
Upside mortified
Rubber-necking bottle-necking
Smoke-stacks cigarettes
Polish on the details
I try to stay inside
Eyes and ears and curtains closing
They lie on their sides
Casualties of retail
Back then the earth was green
Dirt was black and the air was clean
And then upon the scene
Cars and trucks and gasoline
Inside I'm petrified
I don't want to hide it anymore
(It goes one, two, three, four)
Black or white or right or in between
I'm never really sure which way I lean
Hey mister, what does it mean, he said
Cars and trucks need gasoline.
Outside around the side
Form a circle forwar I'm an
Outsider on the side
Formerly a farm-boy
Inside I'm on the side
I'm divided undecided
Back then around again
Second time's a charm boy
Back then the earth was green
Dirt was black and the air was clean
And then upon the scene
Cars and trucks and gasoline
Inside I'm petrified
I don't want to hide it anymore
(It goes one, two, three, four)
Black or white or right or in between
I'm never really sure which way I lean
Hey mister, what does it mean, he said
Cars and trucks need gasoline.
Back then the earth was green
Dirt was black and the water was clean
And then upon the scene
Cars and trucks and gasoline
Inside I'm petrified
I don't want to take it anymore
We were walking in a circle, hand in hand
And your feet were sinking deeper in the sand than mine
You had sold me the mansion in your head
I would cut your hair and you would dye it red as fire
As a crackling fire
And I would hold the phone
So you were not alone
I had to take you home, you couldn't even drive
You had smiled when you told me you were brave
And that your life was in other hands to save, not mine
I saw the mansion you had made me love ignite
And as you were fading, it was growing bright with fire
With a crackling fire
And when you tried to stand
You had to take my hand
You said "I think your plan will be splitting from mine"
We made a pile of all your remaining clothes
Where you're heading now you won't be needing those, it's fine
We soaked the pile till it dripped with gasoline
And then I lit a match as if I'd never seen a fire, fire, fire
It was a big roaring fire
And your heart beat failed
And it stopped leaving its trails
But the last thing you exhaled while you were alive was
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
And I'm doing just fine
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
I am alright
And I'm doing just fine
I don't want a fire escape
I don't want an emergency blanket
I don't ever want to lead a fail-safe plan
I don't want a parachute
Or any form of ripcord to be pulled
I don't want to look down and see you sitting there
You'll always be the most dangerous thing I've ever seen
I want to be your nicotine
Want to be your methamphetamine
Your guillotine, your
Your gasoline
I don't want a photograph
The only thing I need to look at
Is the real thing
Is the real thing
And I don't ever want to fade out
If you see my light start to go
Just flip the switch from on to off before I know
You'll always be the most damaging thing I've ever wanted
I want to be your nicotine
I want to be your methamphetamine
Your guillotine, your
Your gasoline
