Right outta port angeles like a bullet with no pain
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Driving north on the harbor freeway
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Up and over st thomas vincent bridge
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Making stops as you go, everyone you used to know
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Flashing your fury, gonna lay your enemies to waste
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Never hear them when they come
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Hear them when they come
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Drop 'em to the floor, settle every score as you roll
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On
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Out of the southbay, into the san bernadinos
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Down into the valley drivin' to meet your connection
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Driving with the bass
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Never heard you when you come
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When you come
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Heavy with the bass
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Never heard you
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Drop 'em to the floor blood pumping thru your vein
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Riding off with the score
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Driving 'neath the stars, you pull over to the side
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A voice trickles from your heart
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Now the bleeding won't stop
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Now the bleeding won't stop
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Drivin' you insane
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Heavy with the bass
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Only a bullet could stop your pain
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Never heard you when you come
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Heavy With The Bass
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| Calexico |
