End of the Line
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โฑ๏ธ 3:07 duration
๐ ID: 16079937
๐ Lyrics
Yo
Four, three, two, one, let's go
Hurry up home boy, you're moving too slow
I need gas 'cause I gotta move fast
Make a quick getaway; disappear in a flash
But hold up! Lemme throw it in reverse
'stead of first things last, it's last things first
Gotta peel away as fast as I can
'cause I'm not getting jacked by the pigs my man
Now they got me jammed up, hot damn
How the hell imma shake this battering ram?
Push to the max, leavin' sick tire tracks
Smell of burnt rubber, melting like hot wax
Aw man, now the boys started busting
Shelves in the rhyme sounded like percussion
I won't get far
I'm running outta time
I think I just reached the end of the line
Oh well!
Line up now
They're getting really close
Better run like hell
Speed round
Turning on a dime
It's going down and I'm running outta time
Ding dong!
The final bell
Better haul ass or it's my farewell
Run, run
Slippity slide
Might have just reached the end of the line
Burst through the gates
Man the pit's off the leash
Dressed in all black
No doubt I'm a beast
Hunger paged telling me it's time for a feast
Until I'm satisfied there will be no peace
Throw our backs against the wall
I react in a rage
With fury
And bring the energy to the stage
Attack the mic like I ain't ate in days
Leave waste in my wake, over to the next phase
So raw, so rough, so real
You bark, I bite, no chill
Tell your people they should be worried
'cause the storm that's coming is much more than a flurry
You're about to get buried twelve feet in the snow
So cold my nickname is Fifty Below
It's all over
You've past your time
I think you've just reached the end of the line
Oh well!
Line up now
They're getting really close
Better run like hell
Speed round
Turning on a dime
It's going down and I'm running outta time
Ding dong
The final bell
Better haul ass or it's my farewell
Run, run
Slippity slide
Might have just reached the end of the line
Someone up there, hear my prayer.
Save me from this deep despair.
Just give me a little time!
Help me reach this finish line!
Oh well!
Line up now
They're getting really close
Better run like hell
Speed round
Turning on a dime
It's going down and I'm running outta time
Ding dong
The final bell
Better haul ass or it's my farewell
Run, run
Slippity slide
Might have just reached the end of the line
Four, three, two, one, let's go
Hurry up home boy, you're moving too slow
I need gas 'cause I gotta move fast
Make a quick getaway; disappear in a flash
But hold up! Lemme throw it in reverse
'stead of first things last, it's last things first
Gotta peel away as fast as I can
'cause I'm not getting jacked by the pigs my man
Now they got me jammed up, hot damn
How the hell imma shake this battering ram?
Push to the max, leavin' sick tire tracks
Smell of burnt rubber, melting like hot wax
Aw man, now the boys started busting
Shelves in the rhyme sounded like percussion
I won't get far
I'm running outta time
I think I just reached the end of the line
Oh well!
Line up now
They're getting really close
Better run like hell
Speed round
Turning on a dime
It's going down and I'm running outta time
Ding dong!
The final bell
Better haul ass or it's my farewell
Run, run
Slippity slide
Might have just reached the end of the line
Burst through the gates
Man the pit's off the leash
Dressed in all black
No doubt I'm a beast
Hunger paged telling me it's time for a feast
Until I'm satisfied there will be no peace
Throw our backs against the wall
I react in a rage
With fury
And bring the energy to the stage
Attack the mic like I ain't ate in days
Leave waste in my wake, over to the next phase
So raw, so rough, so real
You bark, I bite, no chill
Tell your people they should be worried
'cause the storm that's coming is much more than a flurry
You're about to get buried twelve feet in the snow
So cold my nickname is Fifty Below
It's all over
You've past your time
I think you've just reached the end of the line
Oh well!
Line up now
They're getting really close
Better run like hell
Speed round
Turning on a dime
It's going down and I'm running outta time
Ding dong
The final bell
Better haul ass or it's my farewell
Run, run
Slippity slide
Might have just reached the end of the line
Someone up there, hear my prayer.
Save me from this deep despair.
Just give me a little time!
Help me reach this finish line!
Oh well!
Line up now
They're getting really close
Better run like hell
Speed round
Turning on a dime
It's going down and I'm running outta time
Ding dong
The final bell
Better haul ass or it's my farewell
Run, run
Slippity slide
Might have just reached the end of the line