That's a left hand drive, everything can't not be foreign
Read the manual about the manual everyone cannot be stalling
I'm at a red light with the tunes on so nobody better be calling
It's not a nice car but it's my car so I feel like I'm balling
Fuel lights on and it's falling
Few nights off and I'm all in
If the mics off then the hype's off and the pipes have not been warming
I'm talking upward of twenty five hundred RPM and I'll be roaring
It's a long road but I'm not slow so let's go I'll be touring
I'm wheeling, not squealing, I'm peeling round here like Possum
Bourne I'm steering for ceilings until I'm nearing the coffin
It's not appealing that feeling being right down at the bottom
That's why I'm speeding my dreaming seeing the top way more often
I'm wheeling, not squealing, I'm peeling round here like Possum
Bourne I'm steering for ceilings until I'm nearing the coffin
It's not appealing that feeling being right down at the bottom
That's why I'm speeding my dreaming seeing the top way more often
Get in the car, belt up
'Cause I got a long way to go to raise hell up
I've been a creature for years along with all of my peers so
There's not a thing that you could tell us
If you're not thinking that could be careless
If I'm not thinking I could be callous
You don't care about me and I don't care about you
That's fair so I bear no malice
That's balance
If you don't have drive that's your life
Each to their onus
If you do then realise that your vibe equals a bonus
I'm the only one doing what I do so I don't believe in opponents
I just get in the car or spit out a bar
That's zero to hundred in moments
I'm wheeling, not squealing, I'm peeling round here like Possum
Bourne I'm steering for ceilings until I'm nearing the coffin
It's not appealing that feeling being right down at the bottom
That's why I'm speeding my dreaming seeing the top way more often
I'm wheeling, not squealing, I'm peeling round here like Possum
Bourne I'm steering for ceilings until I'm nearing the coffin
It's not appealing that feeling being right down at the bottom
That's why I'm speeding my dreaming seeing the top way more often
I'm wheeling, not squealing, I'm peeling round here like Possum
Bourne I'm steering for ceilings until I'm nearing the coffin
It's not appealing that feeling being right down at the bottom
That's why I'm speeding my dreaming seeing the top way more often