الأغاني:
The Doors Land Oh

' like some beatit up The game dun' changed Out- Kast cmae to heat it up Bendin' corners like a crowbar, oh so unique got the pedal to floor, but the 4 door

? Can you read my mind? The good old days, the honest man The restless heart, the Promised Land A subtle kiss that no one sees A broken wrist and a big trapeze Oh

out in the yard And it growled at me and I swallowed hard And I heard somebody say well who are you Oh and there he stood in the door of that shack

my Chevrolet Hallelujah, Hallelujah, ride my Chevrolet I took the road down to Cinco Through that red Brazos River land Done hit that freeway at sunset Now the big city lights are at hand, oh

I'm feelin' it again And I'm in it to the finish, better check my manuscript Killa, for realer, drug dealer, little nigga, cap peeler Bailin' through the Land

niggas kill you in your sleep Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me [Layzie] Little thug from the land

you from the beast about to strike You know it's thriller, thriller night You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight You hear the door

The fans were whirlin' Like the blades of a 'copter Liftin' into the skies above some foreign land Soaked with the bodies of so many friends Johnny waved

Blunt is the theme song Oooh you makin me horny! Well uhh, let me wipe that wetness for ya Slurped and burped, got that bitch more open than my door