Flesh - LownSlow
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The cars fell on the block
I put the bills in my wallet (Ea)
The pipes shoot fire
I fly sideways into the canyon (ya)

We're driving very low (stance)
We're driving very low (stance)
We're driving very low (stance)
We're driving very low

VVS, VVS, I'll trade in new BBS
I'm unreachable, I can't be found, what the hell is GPS?
Like a Space Cadet on a 2JZ joint
I'm pulling a Stick and a Stick on me
(she so wants to stay mine)

Low Low Slow
Low Low Slow
Low Low Slow
Low Low Slow (ea)

I'm smoking ancient scrolls
He hears my prayers
The Fifties will fall for the Filkes again
They're so low

Grinding in the cops, they didn't like the discs
Yeah, you hit Take Over
Sparks flew into their faces

People closed all the windows
When we drove by
Admiring this slut
This is my incentive

Green leaves in my pocket, just three milled them today
Chilling collar from Siberia
From the streets, not even a stringer will show

I picked up the little one yesterday
I didn't know she was a stripper
She grabbed my instrument and played
As if she were fucking Violin

I don't remember how many times I croaked
If you need a pound
(I'll give you a discount)

My voice is heavily smoky
Lungs are full of smoke
Like a squeak
Bosozoku, I'm Japanese, Tsusima

Low Low Slow
Low Low Slow
Low Low Slow
Low Low Slow (ea)

I smoke ancient scrolls
He hears my prayers
The fifties will fall for the fifties again
They're so low

I'm grinding in the cops, they didn't like the discs
Yeah, you hit Take Over
Sparks flew in their faces

I smoke ancient scrolls
He hears my prayers
The fifties will fall for the fifties again
They're so low

I'm grinding in the cops, they didn't like the discs
Yeah, you hit Take Over
Sparks flew in their faces