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Do you smell the rubber? Do you feel the speed? That's exactly what we need. F-f-f-faster. Nitro. Nitro. Get, get, get the nitro. Oh-woah, oh-woah. Go, go, go, go, go get it. Go, go, go, go, go get it. Whoo. Oh-woah, oh-woah. Go, go, go get it. Go, go, go, go, get it. Oh-woah, oh-woah. Go, go, go get it. Go, go, go, go, go get it. Whoo. Oh-woah, oh-woah. Go, go, go get it. Whoo. Ready? Check the tires. Three, two, one, hit the gas. Midnight highway, asphalt burning, wheels are Spinning fast, yo. Stepping on the clutch and then I'm dropping it Like blast, yo. JDM machine is roaring, Smoking up the cold street. Tokyo is sleeping while we're cutting through the Concrete. Handbrake pulling, angle tight, I'm sliding past the borderline. N2O. Injection making everything look super fine. Angle ninety degrees, rubber burning, maximum speed. Adrenaline is the only chemical that I really need. Yeah, watch the tachometer hitting the red zone now. I am the master of tracks, I am the Queen of the town. Ripping the corners, no brakes, only shifting the Gear. Looking into my rear view mirror, leaving all Of my fear. C-c-custom body kit glowing under the purple light. We are the ghosts of the underground racing tonight. Catch me if you can, boy, but you are Too damn slow. Watch my tail lights fade away into the shadow Glow. Red line hitting. Turbo boosting high. Smoke is rising. Straight into the sky. Full clip, drift lock, three, two, One, drift it. D-d-d-d-drift it, drift it. Whoo. D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-drift it, Slide it. Burning out the track, Maximum black. Tokyo style, GT on flow. Burning out the track, maximum black. Let's go, go. Whoo. Oh-woah, Go, go, go get it. Go, go, go, go get it. Whoo. Oh-woah, oh-woah. Go, go, go, go, get it. Go, go, go, go, get it. Twin turbo engine screaming like a psycho beast, Yeah. We are, we are celebrating this illegal racing Feast, yeah. Side by side, we are sliding inches From the concrete wall. Re-rebel drivers standing up and standing ten feet Tall. No, no, no speed limits, cops are trying To catch us in vain. We have the drifting fire running straight into the Brains. Get a Nitrous fire, we rule the midnight Asphalt track. We are moving forward and we're never Ever looking back. Carbon fiber parts, steering wheel tight in my hand. Best damn drift crew in the whole cyber land. Look at the smoke screen, we disappear in the Night. Adrenaline monsters, everything is looking so Right. Red line hitting. Turbo boosting high. Smoke is rising. Straight into the sky. Full clip, drift lock, three, two, One, sky. D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-drift it, slide it. D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-drift it. Whoo. Oh-woah, oh-woah. Go, go, go, go, go get it. Go, go, go, go, get it. Whoo. Oh-woah, oh-woah. Go, it.
Galezard Project — Drift Gtr
«Drift Gtr» — Galezard Project. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:28. Жанр — Танцевальная.
