Give it up!
[?]

(talking skit)
Also, don't even think about it
Why should I say so, can you please give it to me a water?
Got it!
Here, Sam Fuel
Thank you!
You're welcome
*drink that water*
Taste good
Hell yeah! Oh, hello, William! Bro, I love you this way!
Thanks man Anthony, coolin' man, true nothing can love you!
The first day, I wake up in the morning and I got a sore throat
Oh my god! Do you really think it is a wrong with your neck!?
Yep, think so, just right! My voice has been changed because I got a sore throat, it hurts!
Oh no, lemme give you some medicine!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I feel better now and I feeling sick yesterday
Okay!
*open the car door and close the car door and ride*
Sam-Sam-Sam Fuel, you're my son!
Hey, why are you my mother!
Sam Fuel, but you're my son and I'm your mother, I know you are man, you are a young man, you're my son, okay?
Fine! It was you even thinking about I'm your son, why should I'm a son! But I am a man, but I was born on November 6th, 1987, so I'm old 29! That's all, okay? Fine! Maybe I think you
Yes I know, Sam Fuel! Listen to me, I know you are a man, but you're my son anyway, okay? Because you're my son and I'm your mother I said, but, I know you are a man, that's all?
Listen to me, Mom! You're grounded, grounded, grounded, grounded for a independent years, I am a man! If I am your son, you're grounded! You freaking me out, but I am a man now, okay?

[Intro: Anthony Naoil]
Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep
Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep
Yep, yep, yep
E.H.L.S. member of Frank Fuel, William Naoil, Victor James, Anthony Naoil, Jessia Fuel and Sam Fuel, oh!

[Verse 1: Frank Fuel]
My name is Frank Fuel, understanding
Remove the place left keys right to the left been hanging
Just in case you there coming through New York City
That's so sick and vomiting greedy
Saddle is polorist' seminars are wasting my time
Sick and tired of racing board and then I sick I was line
Don't you dare ever catch a ball but now what should we do
I'm sick and tired of you raising hands to yourself
For now on, I must take over take over the world
Let's getting in the breakfast, now I could
Just ignore me, you know me?
Second place to rhyming of bit like a biffarmist'
Slapping me in the face because I'm so annoying her
Just a place day working beat producer all the times
Sometimes, just ignoring her right now
Smash crew the way almost there like a water gorimid'
Sometimes you do like it either right now otherwise
You wasting my time today I was to
[Bridge: Frank Fuel and Wlliam Naoil]
Born, born!

[Verse 2: William Naoil]
I still no wondering I just you and me buddy!
Kiss like you first, jam that hype
Listen to us man, you better wake up babe
Still and frozen everybody never talk, big signals

[Verse 3: Victor James]
Yolo, what's happening today
Kind of unhappy priest
Pieces of heaven bible reading book
Definitely, justice picked up the mic
Freestyle like expecting a record's beat on the bombs

[Verse 4: Anthony Naoil]
I, I, I just wondering I knew it on today I never was rather born cues on I like that
I hate that, love, quit, and mentality spitting bombs splashing out of beats selling freestyle
Of course not, dammit, listen to your mother
I just picked up the reaches
Getting freaches hizzamethid reality personnel keys
Lamolate due certainly mine as gorimid' pizza, got it

[Verse 5: Jessia Fuel]
The Buddhist Monk of the Buddhism
I like this you are, reversing of the day, yes
I like sing-a-long time I was born yet
To born nothing a kicking my chains hook come from my bridge
[Verse 6: Sam Fuel]
That's nothing, my name is Sam Fuel
Shaolin Monk and Shaolin Fist
Sometimes, I won't let you down again
Today to born getting party
Along a time ago years old and cheering to me, are you rejected?
Mind to yourself but I don't know what are you talking about that hype
Sing-a-long time to choir lyrics getting higher higher sings
Medicine, under hood to born