Return to highway 2 The danger zone Highway 2 The danger zone Highway 2 The danger zone Everybody go to highway 2 The danger zone Lookout
Where I came from there were no hills at all The land was flat, the highways straight and wide My brother and I would drive for hours Like years instead
7 nights I know next time I'll get it right You tried to make me stay I said 'No Way', grabbed my bag and hit the highway [x2] Sobriety suits you so
daggin', from the tri-borough In they dime, lita named sunshine The lower for lana diggy now Rockin' his pocket flo the mass that Hackensack, highway
Still Rattled Up These Crazy Killas Bearing For State But I Prefer To Talk A Tray Five Save On My Nuts So I Can Hit Them With A Gunshot Fuckin Them Up [Chorus: x2
be thug, a plain disgrace Your boy did a 180 cause the Lord had grace Sometimes I wanna go back, let me tell you why I cain't. [Verse 2:] I was a slave
and your potnah Gather your thoughts Musical Interlude: Debra Killings (Something's gotta change Sounds of laughter and happiness come from teardrops to rain Been bearing
Micheal Jackson yay Powder 10, but it cook white I don't get nervous when I ride them highways Dope man bitch! Everyday is my birthday! [Chorus] [Verse 2
when I'm looking at you Crooked angles logged all up in my book Of logistics tales in the places we done took it Like sideways Peddle to the medal on the highway
