You could guess a Brotha crashed it
Million miles and hour active
Like passing the zoot without Ashing
Mood like the granite, pressure my crew like the cabin
I feel too loose on this axis
The wheel so loose in my hand grip
You could put pen to the paper but find you're a whole 6 foot far from the canvas
Picture me stuck in this traffic
Just a metaphor for my sadness
I see all padded walls to this palace
Used to love it all to its atoms
But that was Back at school with the atlas
The whole world with all its madness
Make me feel like a wet box of matches
Slow motion to this wall that I'm crashing
Red light after green light for the peak guy in front me shine on this slip road can't read these signs got the peace sign in my rear view better reach my overheat light just let me find a green sign saying free parking for a brotha!
Looking for a spot that's new
Free parking never in view
What's on the meter I ain't got a clue
Restrictions always got me
Wet night driving on cruise
Pollution
The War oil
The black gold, got more soil
And less trees, more gas but then less breeze
Still fork out for the next geep
Count our money more than best sleeps
Like downing honey over dead bees
I'm still driving over road kill like it's fresh meat
Gonna change the world when I'm the best me
Right now I feel less King
The thorn crown is a next thing
And I stall now as I left swing
It make my head spin,
Measure the move of direction, divert the wall from my heading
Stop for a moment of resting
Dust in the headlights look so much fairies
But then an officer of the traffic
Writes me a ticket and slaps it
So hard on my windscreen it's cracks it
Said with no drive you are static
No stopping for a now is that clear ?
You may have crashed but they won't give a dam if you become the man So go Push 5th on that gear
Red light after green light for the peak guy in front me shine on this slip road can't read these signs got the peace sign in my rear view better reach my overheat light just let me find a green sign saying free parking for a brotha!
Looking for a spot that's new
Free parking never in view
What's on the meter I ain't got a clue
Restrictions always got me
Wet night driving on cruise
Louis VI - Freeparking Lyrics
Louis VI - Freeparking Lyrics
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You could guess a Brotha crashed it
Million miles and hour active
Like passing the zoot without Ashing
Mood like the granite, pressure my crew like the cabin
I feel too loose on this axis
The wheel so loose in my hand grip
You could put pen to the paper but find you're a whole 6 foot far from the canvas
Picture me stuck in this traffic
Just a metaphor for my sadness
I see all padded walls to this palace
Used to love it all to its atoms
But that was Back at school with the atlas
The whole world with all its madness
Make me feel like a wet box of matches
Slow motion to this wall that I'm crashing
Red light after green light for the peak guy in front me shine on this slip road can't read these signs got the peace sign in my rear view better reach my overheat light just let me find a green sign saying free parking for a brotha!
Looking for a spot that's new
Free parking never in view
What's on the meter I ain't got a clue
Restrictions always got me
Wet night driving on cruise
Pollution
The War oil
The black gold, got more soil
And less trees, more gas but then less breeze
Still fork out for the next geep
Count our money more than best sleeps
Like downing honey over dead bees
I'm still driving over road kill like it's fresh meat
Gonna change the world when I'm the best me
Right now I feel less King
The thorn crown is a next thing
And I stall now as I left swing
It make my head spin,
Measure the move of direction, divert the wall from my heading
Stop for a moment of resting
Dust in the headlights look so much fairies
But then an officer of the traffic
Writes me a ticket and slaps it
So hard on my windscreen it's cracks it
Said with no drive you are static
No stopping for a now is that clear ?
You may have crashed but they won't give a dam if you become the man So go Push 5th on that gear
Red light after green light for the peak guy in front me shine on this slip road can't read these signs got the peace sign in my rear view better reach my overheat light just let me find a green sign saying free parking for a brotha!
Looking for a spot that's new
Free parking never in view
What's on the meter I ain't got a clue
Restrictions always got me
Wet night driving on cruise
Million miles and hour active
Like passing the zoot without Ashing
Mood like the granite, pressure my crew like the cabin
I feel too loose on this axis
The wheel so loose in my hand grip
You could put pen to the paper but find you're a whole 6 foot far from the canvas
Picture me stuck in this traffic
Just a metaphor for my sadness
I see all padded walls to this palace
Used to love it all to its atoms
But that was Back at school with the atlas
The whole world with all its madness
Make me feel like a wet box of matches
Slow motion to this wall that I'm crashing
Red light after green light for the peak guy in front me shine on this slip road can't read these signs got the peace sign in my rear view better reach my overheat light just let me find a green sign saying free parking for a brotha!
Looking for a spot that's new
Free parking never in view
What's on the meter I ain't got a clue
Restrictions always got me
Wet night driving on cruise
Pollution
The War oil
The black gold, got more soil
And less trees, more gas but then less breeze
Still fork out for the next geep
Count our money more than best sleeps
Like downing honey over dead bees
I'm still driving over road kill like it's fresh meat
Gonna change the world when I'm the best me
Right now I feel less King
The thorn crown is a next thing
And I stall now as I left swing
It make my head spin,
Measure the move of direction, divert the wall from my heading
Stop for a moment of resting
Dust in the headlights look so much fairies
But then an officer of the traffic
Writes me a ticket and slaps it
So hard on my windscreen it's cracks it
Said with no drive you are static
No stopping for a now is that clear ?
You may have crashed but they won't give a dam if you become the man So go Push 5th on that gear
Red light after green light for the peak guy in front me shine on this slip road can't read these signs got the peace sign in my rear view better reach my overheat light just let me find a green sign saying free parking for a brotha!
Looking for a spot that's new
Free parking never in view
What's on the meter I ain't got a clue
Restrictions always got me
Wet night driving on cruise
Writer: Louis J. Butler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music