Movin' down the back streets Pass the speed of light Sparks burn inside me Gas and air adjusted right Layin' down some rubber Needle's in the red
I'm blowin' away On the edge
Never ceasing, never ending My machine's what I live for Don't ever try to pass me Cause I'll even up the score Cool, and lean and righteous Slipping through the air
I play for keeps But won't play fair
And I'm street, street lethal Poundin' down the back roads Higher than a steeple Street, street lethal Come and watch me ride
Movin' down the pavement Don't get in my hair Exploding in your faces Like a match to liquid air Bolting down the back straights Spilling round the curves
I'll give you all Your just desserts
One explosion then another Feeling it excel Put the road behind me Keep my feet out of hell Pulling up into the heavens Blowing past a shooting star
First I'm near Then I'm far
And I'm street, street lethal Poundin' down the back roads Higher than a steeple Street, street lethal Come and watch me ride
On this four wheel heart attack Customized to cut no slack
And I'm street, street lethal Poundin' down the back roads Higher than a steeple Street, street lethal Come and watch me ride
Street, street lethal Poundin' down the back roads Higher than a steeple Street, street lethal Come and watch me Ride
by P4!
Compositores: Paul Brandon Gilbert, Jeffrey Louis Martin (Martin Jeff L) ECAD: Obra #10255113