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Chrome teeth grin in the midnight haze
800 horses locked in a steel cage
Foot on the floor, let the turbo chant
G-house thunder, watch the asphalt slant
Sub-woofers vibrate the license plate
Bass so fat it bends the streetlights straight
Skrrt—every curve is a battle cry
Smoke whispering "we were born to fly"
Neon flickers, doors go suicide
RPMs climb like they've got no pride
Volume pegged, red needles dance
We don't just drive—we invade the trance
Boom—kick, clap, piston slap
G-house rumble in the speaker flap
Chop the vocal, drop the clutch
Thunder rolling, feel the bassline crush
Boom—kick, snare, turbo flare
Night on fire, smoke in the air
We live loud, we leave fast
Engine opera built to outlast
Carbon fiber shadows slice the fog
Nitrous heartbeat, 0-to-60 blog
Street is a sub, we're the wicked track
Kick drum kicking like a wrecking flap
Pocket full of gasoline dreams
Acetylene flow—can you feel the streams
Every down-shift, city lights glitch
Speed of sound riding a bassline twitch
Tires scream harmony
White lines read sheet music to me
Rev limiter choir sings
Hallelujah under forged wings
Boom—kick, piston slap
G-house anthem, take a bow
Chop the vocal, lock the latch
Horsepower sermons we dispatch
Boom—kick, snare, flare
Night won't end—we don't care
We live loud, we leave fast
Bassline burnout, built to blast
