Papa Sleep & Venting Palace - Skid Mark

Into the stadium
Off to the streets
Whole world look like my race track
Helmet replacing my cranium
Jacked the best whip in the radius
Keeping my bumper intact cause this isn't trackmania
Off to the moon and I'm not coming back
Yall try to catch up but you only smell rubber
No match
Take the trophy you in dead last
Never stay close boy you cannot draft
Flow like a v8
It's all about speed
Supersede everybody you lagging behind
Engine go faster each time someone rhyme fast car with nascar
Turn a street stock to a late model
Never stop never change plates shits awesome
Lifes a race and I'm coming first place yuh
Going way too fast
Like 180 on the dash aye
My stereo it blast
Boy you thoroughly outclassed ay
Trade my pink slips and drive away jolly
Scratched the paint ho but never said sorry
Broke the brakes on a brand new rari
Closed the case I'm in a brand new country
Sirens blaring and the lights they flash
After vermin and they running fast
When we catch them better not fight back
Torture weapons finna break they back
G forces gonna break they neck
Slipstreaming boutta get my bag
1st place I need my trophies man
Pick up the pace before I pass you damn

Written by:
Sean Emmerson, Stef M, Stefan Markovic

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