Lyrics:
a video tape deck inside
Let's go rock'n roll, everybody com-along (2x)
Touring, touring, it's never boring (3x)
Touring, touring, oh baby, touring
darkest before light
I'm gonna push through
Turbo charged bars
Slot cars on tracks, falling off, game scars in these rap wars
Ain't nothing band-aids won't
of the landscape
Every nerve aware
Suddenly ahead of me
Across the mountainside
A gleaming alloy air-car
Shoots towards me two lanes wide
Oh, I spin around
of the landscape
Every nerve aware
Suddenly ahead of me
Across the mountainside
A gleaming alloy air-car
Shoots towards me two lanes wide
Oh, I spin around
at the microphone stand
I chat two words just to make you understand
I'm the main man at the microphone stand
I chat two words just to make you understand
I
it up, yeah little darling
Stir it up, woah
Jet Life, Jet Life turbo charged bars
Slide cars on tracks falling off gang stars
In these rap wars
Ain’t
Kid 1: If I had me a million dollars
I get me a Porsche 959
Kid 2: I get me a sports car like a Jaguar
Kid 3: Damn, i get me a Ferrari Testarossa
Might take back street hidden house
Got sports car like like his garage is gym
Two sapphires on your neck that's his precious gems
Now AMG it's in boy
New York City! (Keith Turbo)
You're listening to the number one
The one and only (Keith Turbo)
Keith (Keith Turbo) Turbo
Pontiac GTO
bus, man, it really flies
With a video tape deck inside
Let's go rock'n roll, everybody com-along (2x)
Touring, touring, it's never boring (3x)
Touring
Yeah, yeah, two
(Metro)
Yeah, yeah
Drinkin' dope turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah
Hit that pill, turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah
arithmetic
And I know how you jealous ones envy
I shoulda knew better from the first few letters you sent me
The first two letters, you were tellin' me shit
rags to riches, riches to rags,
Top convertibles, Benzs and Jags
Smoking me herbal, sipping me wine,
Or should I say turbo 'cause it's green and it's
try it pon the road if you confident you car a run good timetake it to the track put you money weh you mouth deh vtech, turbo, you feelthat power b16
dust no fucks
Hear the two step and I make em go hush
You can get bussed that's tough
I don't need prep wanna run it say wassup
Turbo blowing
Rotors
[Chorus:]
Fast cars,
Fast women,
Speed bikes with the nitro in 'em,
Dangerous when driven,
Those are the type that I be feelin' [Repeat: x2
was bubble eye, I was paying 24
Transaction at the car wash across corner store
That was off of Calen Road, beside Dekalb Mall
Back when me
Who shot ya? Said the motherfucking doctor
Shit, I don't know just
Touring with my partner
They got the story mixed and shit
With their own versions
contrast so it's layers to my writin'
God fearin', but I'm Guy Fisher
Yeah, God hearin', but I'm gone fishin'
I'm an artist, drug dealer, foreign car keys
that exotic, ridin' that foreign
Million dollar round trippin’, I ain't talkin' bout touring
Yeah, countin’ money til ya boring
Man fuck that shit
And the bitches they be on it
Oh, man they be so on it
Whoa whoa
I got a fast car, Nascar
Yes two seater, stick shift
Like some turbo jets
And the bitches
Apocalypse
1,2 the headline news just broke through
Apocalypse
3,4 soldier, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit
]
Engine roars under the hood
Feeling free it feels so good
Miles and miles across the land
On the way to places grand
[Chorus]
Touring car take me far
your money
All these cars, clothes, jury that shit really nothing
Money, broads, touring around the country that be something
You not taking nothing from
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