Moving down the highways of my life Makin' sure I stay to the right Moving down the highways of my life So I shan't be concerned with the other side of
I love a fast car And you got a fast ride So won't you take me for a spin out on your highway 'Cuz it's rainin' outside and I know that a drive might
Wir fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der autobahn Vor uns liegt ein weites tal Die sonne scheint mit glitzerstrahl Die fahrbahn ist ein graues band Weisse streifen
A hundred cups of coffee, five hundred cigarettes A thousand miles of highway and I ain't forgot her yet But I keep on moving, I keep moving down the
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8 I always done an honest job as honest as I could I
Uh, who's bad? I'm bad (That's right) I am Michael Jackson, Puff Daddy, bad Boy, I will strike you with the belt like your dad (That's right) I will (
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the State I'm a sergeant out on Perenville barracks No 8 I've always done an honest job honest as I could Got a brother
I drove a Jimmy Diesel from Mojave Up to the summit of Cajun Headed down the hill to San Bernardino Pushed by twenty tons of silt and stone The warning
[Intro - Freeway - talking (Beanie Sigel)] (Damn Free, we like thirty seconds in on "The Stimulus Package" You ain't talked to the people yet) Yeah I
[Intro - Freeway - talking - w/ ad libs] Woo! Free! Yeah, we in here Uh huh, let's get 'em [Chorus - Freeway - w/ ad libs] Who am I? Microphone killa
[Beanie Sigel]: Ho, ho [Freeway]: Bounce [Beanie Sigel]: Holla [Freeway]: Bounce, bounce, bounce [Beanie Sigel]: It's B. Sig in the place with Young
Man, if I get rocked, this shit for my kids, nigga It's that real shit Even though what we do is wrong We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a
[Freeway] Niggaz listen up (bitch ass niggaz) Bitches listen up [Beanie] Ya niggaz can't fuck wit us [Freeway] Haterz listen up [Beanie] Burn
[Intro] [Female Singing] You don't know [Freeway - talking] Whoo..on the grind, uh, so gangsta, don't ya agree? uh [Female Singing] You don't know [Freeway
Rivin' up your engine Listen to her howling row. Metall under tension Beggin you to touch and go Highway to the dangerzone Going rigth into the dangerzone
You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way In my stupid hat and gloves, at night I lie awake Wonderin' if I'll sleep Wonderin' if we'll meet
Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door But won't get the girl I'm loving Won't go down Highway 51 no more Well
How many times did you tell me to leave? How many times did you leave me to freeze? You live a dramatization Your education seems to only come from TV