Youre Gonna Get Yours - текст песни
You're Gonna Get Yours
In this corner with the 98 Subject of suckers object of hate Who's the one some think is great I'm that one, son of a gun Drivin' by, wavin' my fist Makin' 'em mad when I'm goin' like this Top gun, never on the run They know not to come cause they all get some Goin' quicker in the speedin' lane Jealous can't do it and it's causin' them pain Out the window, middle finger for all Jealous at my ride, stereo and blackwalls Suckers got the nerve and gall To talk 'bout my car when they're walkin' tall Pullin' away, every day Leavin' you in the dust So you know I get paid, on the mile ego trip
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