Cubanate - Transit Şarkı Sözleri

Tarmac to terminal
Autoroute to capital
My passport to disaster
Eating up the kilometers
From bureaucrat to bureaucrat
Jet lagged, car crashed
Seeking out the promised land
To carry out my master plan

Nation to nation calling
Nation to nation calling

Got drugs to deal in Germany
Guns to run in Italy
Interpol pursuing me
Cracking my identity

Nation to nation calling
Nation to nation calling...
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