Harlem Davidson

Let the dust settle, step on the pedal

See the sun set but I'm, never gonna settle

For less than three hundred miles an hour in the chest

Burn the track, this is only a test

I'm the leader of the pack

My is that...

Number one is no Mathias rap

Don't try this at home little brother

Been doing it for years tearing up the rubber

There's thunder on therace track, fire in the sky

Anticipation and sweat in your eye

We letting it fly now, get up from your seat

Pumping up adrenaline and feeling the heat

Back in the pits the girls celebrate

Who the man? Straight to the getaway van

Never made plans, hands where the game is

Hear the people scream tell them what my name is

Coconut grove, one hell of a heat

Late roam to a party down Melbourne Street

There's five lanes, five bad brothers

Gonna migrate on your highway

Runners of gaming, at nine AM to the pavement

I'm on the new town by noon

The road is the one room I've ever paid rent for

(line needs to be added)They play ez rock but i was set for

The soul purpose to rock you damn ready

To keep the hand steady and speed if I gotta go

Fast to a blond Betty in the junction

In the back section the girls all celebrate

Who the man?Straight to the getaway van

Never made plans, hands where the game is

Hear the people scream, tell them what my name is

Chorus x 2

Charismatic Johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car

Charismatic Johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car

I'm in the front row, front seat, last call

Asphalt on goodyear would gear my fast fall

People equal name with fame and

Speed with greed, slow down in the fast lane

Rubber and flesh, another turn missed

Blowing a kiss, paramedics on the scene

Brown skin ladies and the champagne flowin'

Towns swing to the music and it feels like a dream

Here here to the race and the strong competition

Put the drinks on me, the wrong kind of mission

But it's never gonna stop me enjoying the thrill

Godspeed, car speed and kill

Back in the pits, the girls all celebrate

Who the man? Straight to the getaway van

Never made plans, hands where the game is

Hear thepeople scream, tell them what my name is

Chorus x 2

Flute solo: Anthem of Mayhem

Chorus x 2

It's getting louder than an earthquake, the fabulous four

About to crack it, and hammer down as never before

My leather jacket feel the force of my two wheel monster

T-bone? Never, the damage is constant

'Cause I'm front door to the Ginmill with a sponsor on my lip

An ounce or more, I hit the floor and bounce her on my hip

Announce a war, I tip the missus, roll away from the cherry tops

Dirty side down in the rain, another heavy shock