Tires screaming like they got something to prove
Every red light turn green when I move
Pedal kissing the floor, engine singing the blues
Turbo spinning circles, watch how quick I lose you
Blink once, blink twice, I’m already gone
Smoke in the rearview, that’s the only thing you going
Clock tick-tick but my watch don’t care
Time bend when I bend corners in the air
Hundreds in the console, rubber on the rim
If the light too slow then the light get dim
Hearing the heartbeat, bass in my chest
Every mile per hour got the city impressed
They ask how I do it, I just grin and press
Shift to the next gear, leave ‘em all in the mess
Ain’t no cruise control, I don’t do relax
I’m already gone ‘fore you check the tach
About the Creator
Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.
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