I drive drunk at the scene, enraged
With'a Cup in-between my legs
Left A couple of people slain
As a witness ID'd my face..
Fuck..
Now im in for the long haul
s'why i live like a straw dog
Cant see past the hi beams
The lights ricochet off fog..
Shit..
I Swerve over bends
While the stones squirt through my treads
Lightning reflects..
Shadows bouncing off the night in my lens
Pheww..
A spike strip is their goal
Navigate it like a typical pro
You cant drift with me, yo..
The type'a G who lives on the road
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-A.bove T.he R.est
Last edited by Geno; 09-13-2017 at 04:22 PM.
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