Tono: F
Introducción: Fm
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Pulled behind a car with 100 different bumper stickers on
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In the left lane crawling 58 on the freeway
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Ears a ringing keychain, pressure in the blood
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Can't slow down, I'm a time bomb ticking while I run
With a loaded gun staring at the sun
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Got a blind eye never hit the bullseye, just like acting tough
And I keep asking myself, "Hey, why are you running?"
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Hardtop Impala, blank checks and cannonballers
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Heard the whistle blow, from the Wabash
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Can't borrow time with the cold cash
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