(Verse 1) Got the keys to the kingdom, the king of the road Heavy metal on the pedal, let the power unload See the silhouette shimmering, silver and sleek With a cardiovascular system that’s making ‘em weak! I’m a monolith, shifting the stick to the sixth In a mix of the gasoline, fire and grit I’m the architect, part of the spark and the piston If you want to hear the truth, then you better just listen! I’m a juggernaut, burning the lot and the lane With a centrifugal force that is numbing the brain I’m a master of torque, I’m a lord of the gear When the manifold whistles, the cowards feel fear! (Chorus) Piston pumpin’, heart is thumpin’ Hear the rhythm of the engine jumpin’ From the starting line to the finish line too If the light turns green, then I’m coming for you! Chromed out, zoned out, nitro flow Watch the speedometer, watch it go! We don't drive, we fly on the asphalt If you can't keep up, it’s your own damn fault! (Verse 2) I-be-the-one-to-be-hitting-the-clutch-and-I’m-gone-in-a-second The-torque-is-a-weapon-I’m-leavin-you-reckon The-way-that-I’m-weaving-and-passing-the-traffic The-visual-lookin’-is-totally-graphic! Internal combustion, the rush of the suction I’m giving the pavement a violent instruction The-rub-of-the-rubber-the-heat-of-the-street I-am-never-defeated-I-don’t-know-defeat! I got a vintage-built frame with a modern-day soul Got the black-on-black rims and a heart made of coal I’m a renegade, hunting the shade in the night With the high-beams on and the grip feeling right! (Bridge) One-two, check the oil. Three-four, let it boil. Five-six, hit the nitrous. Seven-eight, they can't fight us. (Verse 3) Wide-body kit and the spoiler is carbon I’m hungry for miles and I’m never enlarging the margin Of error, a terror, a ghost in the machine The most-wicked-driver-that-you’ve-ever-seen! From the V8 growl to the V12 scream I’m living the mechanical, radical dream I don’t need a map and I don’t need a guide Just the thrill of the wheel and the fire inside! So-keep-your-economy-sub-compact-junk I got a thousand horsepower inside of the trunk! (Outro) Yeah. Total displacement. RPMs hitting the ceiling. Don’t look in the rearview... I’m already gone.

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