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Redline Fugitive

Enjoy the music Lyrics: Yeah! Buckle up. We don’t stop for red lights. We don’t stop for blue lights. Skrrrrt! Let’s go! Pedal to the metal, floor mat to the sole Needle burying deep, losing all control See the cherries in the mirror, flashing red and blue But this V12 monster got way too much for you! I’m shifting! (Hey!) Drifting! (Ho!) Gas tank empty but the nitrous gonna blow! Catch me if you can, but you know you never will King of the asphalt, king of the hill! Chrome pipes spitting flames, lighting up the night Underglow neon, yeah the city looking bright Import tuner, wide body, sitting on the low Got a ten-second car, watch the quarter-mile go Vroom! Shift from second into third, leave ‘em in the dust Smell the burning rubber, yeah in speed we trust Looking at the tachometer, hitting eight grand Best driver in the city, best driver in the land Don’t blink, or you’ll miss the silhouette This a pink slip race, are you placing your bet? I got ice in my veins, gasoline in my lungs We speaking horsepower, universal tongue! Check the rear view... (They close?) Nah, they ghost. Check the side mirror... (Who there?) Just smoke. One mile left. No brakes. Whatever it takes. HIT THE BUTTON! Now the chopper in the sky trying to track the heat Weaving through the traffic, owning every street E-brake pull, sliding round the hairpin turn Smell the clutch styling, watch the pistons burn Five-O on the radio calling for the backup But my engine roars louder, tell ‘em "shut the stack up" Tunnel vision on the road, blurring out the lines Paying no attention to the highway signs It’s a lifestyle, baby, living life a quarter mile Cross the finish line with a devilish smile Garage door open, hide the whip, kill the light We living for the race, and we vanish in the night! Pedal to the metal, floor mat to the sole Needle burying deep, losing all control See the cherries in the mirror, flashing red and blue But this V12 monster got way too much for you! I’m shifting! (Hey!) Drifting! (Ho!) Gas tank empty but the nitrous gonna blow! Catch me if you can, but you know you never will King of the asphalt, king of the hill! Yeah. Too fast. Too furious. Don’t try this at home. Gone. #music #driftphonk #plantbomb #phonkmusic