Lyrics:
I can see you've got your motor running
Don't you think you're movin kinda slow
If you feel the way I feel
Let me get behind the wheel
We
You got my motor running
Slide me into gear
You don't need directions
We're not driving far from here
I'm out here waiting for someone just
Can't get him outta my mind
Can't explain it but it's somethin 'bout him
Makin' me high
Like a motor revin' over and over
It don't stop
He
Jus passed da Bristol Motor Speedway
Headed to my
Boo thang house
Like I'm in a high speed chase
Jus passed da Bristol Motor Speedway
In da streets
With the same speed
(slow down)
With the same speed
(slow down)
With the same speed
(slow down)
And in the same direction
(slow down)
Now
finger he tipped up his hat
"El Segundo," he said, "my name is Pedro
If you need directions, I'll tell you pronto"
Needed civilization, some sort
You got my motor running
Slide me into gear
You don't need directions
We're not driving far from here
I'm out here waiting for someone just like
finger he tipped up his hat
"El Segundo," he said, "my name is Pedro
If you need directions, I'll tell you pronto"
Needed civilization, some sort
Ain't nobody coming back
Another reckless evening
Full speed ahead
I've been drinking with the devil
And lying in his bed
And there
Ain't no driver
direction
[Pre-Chorus]
Damage to this, the precentral gyrus
Causes loss of fine movements, speed, and strength
[Chorus]
Primary motor cortex
Has neurons
not the speed that I fear
It's just so difficult to get my motor in gear
I want to be a millionaire, and own a baseball team
Have a private jet for
didn't even need any directions
Put me in the driver seat I'm steady, road raging
your predator through..
The wild hell!
Your motor is louder than thunder
Your Speed will let you fly
The cries of sinners get louder and louder
But Born
Bolting in all directions
Hoping one of them leads towards your affection
I'm the bus driver, where you wanna go
We can street race or just take it
blood
I feel squeezed
Headwinds are raging
From each direction
There's no way to go
I'm pure acceleration
With no locomotion
You're speed without motive
The journey never gets made in god-speed
A whole lifetime of rolling in the wrong
Direction, directionâ?¦.
Riding the rails
Pulling out the nails
Smoke
change.
where the speed of light isn't always fast enough
so could you hurry up and get another life, if you please
you wear a suit, i wear a smile,
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the lyrical grand prix
We have our drivers racin' for a three million dollar purse
Winner takes all gentlemen
[Inspectah Deck]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the lyrical grand prix
We have our drivers racin for a $3,000,000 purse
Winner takes all, gentlemen
Sling shot me in quick like Talledega Motor Speed Way
King shit blue ribbon rap
Baking sodas on the kitchen rack
Chef what you need these fiends gotta hit
The Engine Starts up
It turns on with a roar
I'm in the driver seat
Of this mega beast
I'm gonna have a real good time
Yes and I'm gonna be just soo
a Sprite at least
But cans of Coronas cracked as they celebrate the night with me
Hungry, horny, and hype as I'm hopping into the driver's seat
Not knowing
a nightmare
Like a nightmare out there
No-one's got the time to spare for care
On motor and dual carriageways
More and more crash each day
They speed along,
on those Versace glasses/ the driver seat my only solitude, mind racing, the opposite of how I'm sliding thru/ contemplating, my life's direction, no
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